"Making Me Blue" — the blues man identifying the cause of his condition.
I had no worries
Till i met you
But ever since that day, baby
Lord, what i've been doing through
I found no rest
No happiness
You don't do nothing but making me blue
You said you loved me
And i believed in you
I sent you down baby
And been seein' you through
But for that mistake
You made my heart ache
You don't do nothing but making me blue
This life i'm living
Stayin' here with you
Been nothing but heartaches
Woman and you know it's true
You don't satisfy
Won't even try
You don't do nothing but making me blue
Now i'm sayin' it's over
Yes, and leavin' you
Just stay where you are, little girl
I say i'm leavin' you
You had your fun
What's done is done
You don't do nothing but making me blue
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- A B.B. King recording. The clear identification of what makes you blue — the specific person, action, or absence responsible — is the blues at its most precise.