Lyric & Blues

The Lady from Harlem gave her body and soul
for love of the music and she couldn’t keep control.
They ate out her heart and they wore down her will
‘cause the blues, they know how to kill.
But she left us the lyric and blues,
oh, give me that lyric and blues...

Sappho was a slave to art’s divine desire
she burned up her life on an incandescent pyre.
She drowned in the ocean that’s as dark as the wine
gave it up for a good lyric line.
She had the Illyrican blues.
Oh, give me that lyric and blues...

Big Mama said she would walk on down the road
‘cause there ain’t no man can bear a woman’s load.
Her hound wouldn’t hunt and her songs wouldn’t pay.
Died poor at the end of the day
with nothing but the lyric and blues.
Oh, give me that lyric and blues...