Sangtekst: B.B. King. Take It Home. Happy Birthday Blues.

Baby lights her cigarette
And she takes a look around
She says that our mornin' sun
Sure does get her down

Nothing else for her to see
So, then she calls on me
Just to help her lose
Those happy birthday blues

Grandpa takes a drink of wine
And tells it like it was
Tells me all he wants to do
Is what everybody does

Said, he'd give the world
For a little girl
Just to help him lose
Those happy birthday blues

Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues

Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues

In and out and on and on
Everybody goes
And where my fun will finally stop
Everybody knows

Girls it's me and you
Doing what we do
Just one way to lose
Those happy birthday blues

Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues

Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues
One more time

Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues
Happy birthday
Happy birthday blues