What is that song about kisses?
What is that song about smiles?
Well if I could have my way
I'd sing a song today that would beat them all by miles
Now, I wouldn't sing about smiling
No, that's not the topic I'd choose
(No) I would sing about what I've got
and what I've got's the weary blues

There are blues that you get from worry
There are blues that you get from pain
And there are blues when you're lonely for your one and only
The blues you can never explain
There are blues that you get from longing
But the bluest blues that be
Are the kind of blues that's on my mind, they're the very meanest kind
The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me
The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me (oh yeah)

There are blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin'
And you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself
There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot o' liquor
And somebody goes and takes it off the shelf
Blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you're wond'rin' if the boat is gonna rock,
Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a-frettin'
Everytime you hear the meter jump the clock
There's blues you get from tryin' and you save a guy from dyin'
And he afterwards forgets you in his will
And blues you get from kisses when you're walkin' with the missus
And another baby shouts, ""Hey, Bill!""
But the blues that make you hop and really shake and shiver
Kinda make you want to end it all in the river
Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me

Oh yeah, I tell you
There's blues uou get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin'
And you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself
And blues that start to flicker when you had a lot o' liquor
And somebody goes and takes it off the shelf
Blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you're wond'rin' if the boat is gonna rock,
And the blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a-frettin'
Everytime you hear the meter jump the clock
And there are blues you get from longing
But the blue, blue, bluest blues that be
Are the kind o' blues that's on my mind
They're the very meanest kind
Blues my naughty sweetie give to me
The blues my naughty sweetie give to me, don't you see

There's blues you get from standin' in the rain
There are lonesome blues that flood your soul with pain
Some blues will hit you up against the wall
But of all the low down blues I can recall
Those naughty sweetie blues
Are the meanest blues of all
Meanest blues of all!