You Can't Play the Blues (In an Air Conditioned Room) Songtext
von Mel McDaniel

All my life I had to struggle paid some heavy dues
Squeakin′ out a livin' playin′ these here blues
Then one day my music made me a millionaire
I bought a big ole mansion with central heat and air
Now I got more money than I know how to use
Got everything a man could want but I ain't got the blues
Success for me can only lead to my impending doom
Cause you can't play the blues in an air conditioned room y′all

Now I was doin′ better with a smaller piece of pie
With all my fame and fortune I came down in the fire
I lost the inspiration that came natural at the start
I'll have to hire a mean ole woman just to break my heart


Now my life′s too easy I think I'm gettin′ soft
I used to play the blues all day but now I just play golf
Now all my fame has rearranged my life and changed my tune
Cause you can't play the blues in an air conditioned room

Now you might think I′m crazy and you might think I'm strange
But first thing in the mornin' I′m gonna make a change
I′ll throw away my money I'll move back to the shack
I′ll do what ever I gotta do to get the feelin' back
I know I′ll be feelin' better with nothin′ left to lose
Cause when times were bad the less I had the better I played the blues
I'll buy myself some tollgate wine and howl up at the moon
Cause you can't play the blues in an air conditioned room
If I should die tomorrow you can write it on my tomb
Say he couldn′t play the blues in an air conditioned room y′all
Whoa whoa oh y'all