A Taste of the Blues - Pete Alderton

A Taste of the Blues Lyrics

Walkin' round in worn-out shoes
Ain't even got a job
Got no cash to pay my dues
Can't even feed my dog[Chorus]
Well, I'm down
How 'bout you?
Mister Pete you got it
You got a great big slice
You got a great big slice
you got a great big slice, of them bluesKids want clothes and new school books
Wife wants rouge 'n nails
Can't even stand the way she looks
Cos she knows darn very well[Chorus]
That I'm down
on the ground
Mister Pete, you got it
You got a great big piece
You got a great big piece

You got a great big piece, of them bluesCash Pawn laughs when I show my car
Banks won't let me in
They say; "your life warrants an overdraft ?
Don't you see the mess you're in?"[Chorus]
Man, you're down
down on the ground
Mister Pete, you got it
You got a nice big slip
You got a nice big slip
You got a nice big slip, of those bluesThe tax-man calls when I'm at home
I better hide away
He leaves a note that he will phone
Come back another day[Chorus]
Man I found
that I'm down
Mister Pete, you got it
You got a nice big taste
You got a nice big taste
you got a nice big taste, of those blu-uu-uues.[End]