Maybe If I Knew Music, I Couldn't

I'm Having A Good Time, Please Don't Blame Me, I'm Knocking Myself Out Don't Try To Tame Me Let Me Have My Fun, I've Got To Have My Fling, Some Folks Say I'm Blowing My Top Talk Don't Mean A Thing.

Maybe If I Knew Music, I Couldn't Do What I Am Doing.

The Musicians That Didn't Know Music Could Play The Best Blues. I Know That I Don't Want No Musicians Who Know All About Music Playin' For Me.

Blues Means What Milk Does To A Baby. Blues Is What The Spirit Is To The Minister. We Sing The Blues Because Our Hearts Have Been Hurt, Our Souls Have Been Disturbed.

The Blues? Why, The Blues Are A Part Of Me. They're Like A Chant. The Blues Are Like Spirituals, Almost Sacred. When We Sing Blues, We're Singing Out Our Hearts, We're Singing Out Our Feelings. Maybe We're Hurt And Just Can't Answer Back, Then We Sing Or Maybe Even Hum The Blues. When I Sing, 'i Walk The Floor, Wring My Hands And Cry -- Yes, I Walk The Floor, Wring My Hands And Cry,'... What I'm Doing Is Letting My Soul Out.