Well it's four o'clock in the morning   And I'm knocking on your door   She says she's tired of me   Don't want me here no more      She said stop your pissin' and moanin' and groanin'   Go sleep outside with them dogs   Now honey let me please explain   Cause I didn't mean you no wrong      I didn't mean to hurt you baby   Wouldn't do that to you   She said bite your lip, now, sweet child   You're the bastard son of a thousand blues      Well my daddy was gone by the day I was born   And my mama I have never seen   I was born in the back of a black cadillac   And raised by a gypsy queen      And as a child I was hell gone wild   Raised in the eye of a storm   By the time I was ten I was doing time again   Cause I knew what that gun was for      Chorus:   No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues   No, no, no, don't know what I'm going to do   No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues   No, no, no, tell me, mama, what I'm going to do      Ladies have come and ladies have gone   But there's one I remember quite well   Years have gone past, but her memory lasts   But the story I cannot tell      Well I've lived and I've lied   And I've loved and I've tried   To put my soul to good use      Guess I'm shit out of luck   Cause that name, it just stuck   I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig      Chorus, out