Let Me Sing Your Blues Away (take 3) (slated) (8/15/73) Lyrics

Well, hop in the hack and then turn on the key
Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll free
Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day
Push in the button, let the top ten play

Whoa honey, let me sing ′em away
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Whoa honey, let me sing your blues away

Give me a little of that old time love
But I ain′t never had near enough
Honey, walk that walk with style and grace
This ain't no knock-down drag-out race
Well, it don't matter much, pick any gear
I′ll grind you a pound and drop the rear
Baby, baby, now what can I say?
I′m here to drive those blues away

Sent a letter to a man I know
Said, "One for the money and two for the show"
I wait all summer for his reply
Said, "Three to get ready and four to fly"
Only two things in the world I love
That's rock and roll and my turtle dove
When I was a younger man, I needed good luck
But I′m a little bit older now and I know my stuff

Well, come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Come on honey, let me sing ′em away
Whoa honey, let me sing your blues away

Well, come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Come on honey, let me sing ′em away
Whoa honey, let me sing your blues away

Come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Whoa honey, let me sing your blues away