Story Behind the Song
I wrote this song many years ago in New Orleans. Susan Mack and I sang it as an acoustic version at coffee houses. This is the cool combo version with a Chicago feel. D,
Lyrics
She's got those long blues down to the bottom of the floor
She's takin' a walk, the kitchen's a bore
And where she ends up, well, go ahead and guess
You really can't blame her, everybody needs success
So look hard in your mirror in the morning when you ri se
What you been doin', why's there tears in her eyes?
(chorus) Tell me, what, what have you been doin'?
Well, don't you cry wolf
What, what have you been doin'?
Don't you cry to me
What, what have you been doin'?
Well, don't you cry wolf
What you been d oin', why's there tears in her eyes?
She's got those high blues up to the top of the sky
Drinkin' all day, well, it doesn't matter why
It sure beats thinkin' about what the priest would say
As if anybody cares about that judgement day
So Look hard in y ou r mirror in the morning when you rise
What you been doin', why's there tears in her eyes?
She's got those middle of the road blues with wolves on either side
Friendly or fierce, can't get away though she's tried
There's no sense worryin', we've all g ot the beast
They're really gentle, needing a fancy feast
So climb down your tower to the bottom floor
I think there's something scratchin' at your inner door
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