favourite kind of bitter pathos blues
Pack Up and Go Blues
I tell you if money drives our love
We’re gonna be drivin’ mighty slow
If money is what drives our love
Baby we’re gonna be drivin’ real slow
I ain’t no goose laying a golden eggs
So why don’t you just get pack up and go
I ain’t no big spender
Don’t ride in no limousine
Said I ain’t no big spender
Won’t see me in no limousine
I ain’t no goose laying no golden eggs
So why don’t you just pack up and go
Only Cadillac I’m ever going to ride in
Is gonna be a long black Cadillac hearse
Only Cadillac you’ll ever see me in
Is gonna be a long black Cadillac hearse
I may not be the rich man of your dreams
But you could be doing a whole lot worse
BRIDGE
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
No way telling us apart
You say you want to loves rich man
I say there’s no way telling us apart
I ain’t no goose laying no golden eggs
So you can just pack up and go
I ain’t no goose laying no golden eggs
So you can just pack up and go
@coolparadiso Mar 2022
I like this you are right of course would perfectly fit something bluesy. Right back in the roots of I'm just a poor man, all i have to offer is me! If that ain't enough too bad!