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
Because 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´ve never seen
I was born in the back of a black Cadillac
And raise by a gypsy queen

And as a child I was hell gone wild
Raise in the eye of the storm
By the time I was ten, I was doin´ time again
Cause I knew what that gun was for

No, no, no, I´m the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no didn´t know what I´m going to do
No, no, no I´m the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no tell me, mama, what I´m going to do

Ladies have come, ladies have gone
But there´s on 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 sucks
I´m the bastard son of a thousand sons

No, no, no, I´m the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no didn´t know what I´m going to do
No, no, no I´m the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no tell me, mama, what I´m going to do