I Can't Hear Nothing But The Blues Lyrics - Roadhouse Blues - Albert King

My mother and father were great people 

Oh what a beautiful memory of them 

My father used to sing a sweet love song 

Mother would sing that soul for him 

I guess I'm just a man with a different mood 

Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues 

A beautiful bird whispering down through the trees 

I know I can't dig the sweet melody 

I'm so blue and all alone 

I wonder what in the hell is wrong with me? 

I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood 

Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues 

Mister bartender 

I want you play the jukebox for me 

I say, I want you to take my last dime 

And put it on B.B. Ray or me 

I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood 

Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues