Let Me Sing Your Blues Away

Gonna hop in the hack then turn on the key,

F A#

Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll free,

D# G#7 G7 F#7 F7

A#

Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day,

F A#

Push in the button, let the top ten play.

A#

Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,

F

Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,

A# A#7 D# D#m A# D7

Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away.

G C

Give me a little of that old time love,

A7 D7

Cause I ain't never had near enough.

G E7 A7 C7

Honey, walk that walk with style and grace,

G G#7 C#m

This ain't no knock-down drag-out race.

A Bm/A

It don't matter much, pick any gear,

A

Grind you a pound and drop the rear.

Bm

Baby, baby what can I say,

A G/D D

I'm here to drive those blues away.

B

I sent a letter to a man I know,

B

Said, "One for the money and two for the show."

B

I wait all summer for his reply

A E

Said, "Three to get ready and four to fly."

C#

Only two things in the world I love,

A D F

That's rock 'n' roll and my turtle dove.

A# F/A D#/G F/A A#

When I was a young man I needed good luck,

Cm7 Dm7 A#/D F

But I'm a little bit older now and I know my stuff.

A#

Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,

F

Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,

A# A#7 D# D#m A#

Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away.