Hungry for my Baby Blues
How about a cuppa, sugar, for a starving artist?
This one bounces along except for that one contemplative half-verse.
1.
G7
I looked into the 'frigerator
G7
What did I see?
C7
There was nothin' in the 'fridge.
G7
No eats for me.
G7
I checked into the freezer
G7
And I felt a little lost
C7
There was nothin' in the freezer
G7
Fo' po' me to defrost.
D7
I opened up the cupboard
Dm7 C7
And it gave me a scare.
G7
Just like ol' Mother Hubbard my poor pantry was bare.
2.
G7
Hiked down to the garden
G7
Peered through the weeds
C7
There was nothin' growin' up
G7
Where I had planted my seeds.
D7
Opened up the liquor chest,
Dm7 C7
Well what would you think?
G7
There was only empty bottles. I couldn't even pour a drink.
3. [slower]
G7
That's when I sat down on the carpet
C6
Just to think of where I' been.
Gm7
I had only just sat down
G7
When the roof caved in
[resume speed]
D7
And I know you must have your good reasons my friend,
Dm7 C7
And there's no one to blame,
Gm Bb G7
But since you left me sugar cookie, things just ain't been the same.
Performed in Mindful Webworkshop #1


