MUDDLING THROUGH BLUES

MUDDLING THROUGH BLUES

Now, Baby, don't you think I been plottin' 'gainst you ! 
I ain't done a thing 
to try to make trouble for you.
I'm just doin' my thing - 
things we have to do -
buyin' the food, payin' the bills, 
and someway muddlin' through !

I ain't puttin' on acts. 
I ain't playing games.
I just gotta pay my tax, 
and someway soothe the pains.
Whenever I give a gift to you - 
well, Baby, it won't be long, 
till another bill comes due, 
and it looks like I done wrong !

Chorus

My head gets in a spin. 
My heart gets in a vise. 
The old wheel turns again, 
and I ain't feelin' wise.
No matter what I do, 
part of it turns out wrong. 
I'm tellin' this to you, 
in this funny little song - 
in the interest of gettin' along ! 

With a nose-to-the-grindstone day; 
an ear-to-the-ground at night, 
there just ain't no way, 
a body can stand up and fight.
Once I took a chance, 
to do what I wanted to do. 
One little song and dance, 
and I'm back muddlin' through !

So Baby, remember this, 
when lyin' rumors fly, 
They just lead amiss. 
I'm tellin' you they lie !
Now Baby, don't you think I been plottin' 'gainst you ! 
I'm just doin' my thing - 
things we have to do - 
buyin' the food, payin' the bills, 
and someway muddlin' through ! 

Chorus

My head gets in a spin. M
y heart gets in a vise.
The old wheel turns again, 
and I ain't feelin' wise. 
No matter what I do, 
part of it turns out wrong. 
I'm tellin' this to you, 
in this funny little song - 
in the interest of gettin' along ! 
Baby it's true - 
just muddlin' through !
And workinG on gettin' along !