Son House:
The blues, what I try to explain, the real old blues, me and the Reverend was talking that over this mornin'. He knows that too. The real old blues, no cause for no jumpin'. You go to jumpin', that ain't the blues. They can name it the blues, but it ain't the blues. The blues is just by itself. That's the blues. Need got lonesome and worried, don't know what to do. Thinkin' about your loved one and people that you want to be nice to you. You been nice to them; but, they ain't and you're deceived by 'em. Now, you got the blues by 'em. You don't know what to do. You wants to see 'em. Wonder where they at. Wonder where they goin'. Wonder why they deceived me. I trust 'em with everything I had. I done everything. I turned my heart to 'em - with faith and belief in 'em. And then they get up and deceive me. Now, you don't know whether to cut their throat or to cry again. That's the blues! B-L-U-S-E.
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