Hard Heart Blues

And woman says she needs her man, that's the blues. When she don't have the man, the blues come, say it twice, then sum it up, say it twice with a little lick line, building the blues. Jack wrote Mexico City Blues but he didn't use two line/one line negro wail, just put it in his pocket notebook, bars, riffs and rags, he did the blues in beat.

Yeah, it's all love and the mad life. Heard hearted blues I wail, call of heartbone beat muffled with chains and groans, broken step backward into vanity head bangs, fearful frights closing doors with creaks and screees, hard heart I'd break with a stick or wrecking ball if I could but oh, it's all love and the mad life.