Counting the Blues cover
Counting the Blues cover

Counting the Blues Lyrics Meanings
by Count Basie, Louis Armstrong


Counting the Blues Lyrics

Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Trying to count these blues so I could sing 'em all

Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free
Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free
Graveyard, 'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from Stingaree

Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long
Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long
Downhearted, Gulf Coast--they was all good songs

Lord, 'rested at midnight; jailhouse made me loose my mind
Lord, 'rested at midnight; jailhouse made me loose my mind
Bad Luck 'n' Boll-Weevil made me think of old Moonshine

Lord, goin' to sleep now for mama just got bad news
Lord, goin' to sleep now for mama just got bad news
To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues

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