Mecca Flat Blues - Spanky, Our Gang

Talk about blues

I got the meanest kind

Talk about blues baby

I got the meanest kind

I got those Mecca Flat Blues

Can’t get 'em off my mind

A Mecca Flat woman

Makes a good man feel bad (she'll make him cry)

A Mecca Flat woman

Makes a good man feel bad (she'll make him cry)

Give him cocaine and whiskey

But she’ll never let him die

I’m gonna find

A Mecca Flat man today (oh baby)

I’m gonna find

A Mecca Flat man today

Because I’ve got the blues baby

And somebody’s got to pay

What are we gonna do

When they burn the barrel house down (down, down, down)

What are we gonna do

When they burn the barrel house down

We’ll move the jazz band outside

And barrel-house on the ground

Talk about blues

I got the meanest kind

Talk about blues

I got the meanest kind

I got those Mecca Flat Blues

Can’t get 'em off my mind