Bastard Son Of A Thousand Blues Lyrics - Native Tongue - Poison

Well, it's four o'clock in the mornin' 

An' I'm knockin' on her door 

She said she's tired of me 

Don't want me here no more 

She said, "Stop your pissin', moanin' and groanin' 

Or sleep outside with them dogs" 

Now honey, let me please explain 

'Cause I didn't mean you no wrong 

I didn't mean to hurt you, baby 

I wouldn't do that to you 

She said, "Bite your lip, now, sweet child 

You're the bastard son of a thousand blues" 

Well, my daddy was gone by the day I was born 

And my mama I have never seen 

I was born in the back of a black Cadillac 

And raised by a Gypsy queen 

And as a child I was hell gone wild 

Raised in the eye of a storm 

By the time I was ten, I was doing time again 

'Cause I knew what that gun was for 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues 

Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues 

Oh no no, tell me mama, what am I gonna do? 

Ladies have come and ladies have gone 

But there's one I remember quite well 

Years have gone past but her memory lasts 

But the stories I cannot tell 

Well, I've lived and I've lied 

And I've loved and I've tried 

To put my soul to good use 

Guess I'm shit out of luck 

'Cause that name, it just stuck 

I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues 

Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues 

Oh no no, tell me, what am I gonna do? 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues 

Oh no no, I don't know, what am I gonna do? 

Oh no no, b-b-bastard's, bastard's son, bastard son, baby 

Oh no no, I don't know what I'm gonna do 

Oh no no, I'm the bastard, bastard, bad, bad [incomprehensible] 

I'm the bastard, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues