Oh you play the blues like you love ‘em
And its nice to love something
You make music cry kiss sadness goodbye
Now tell me tell me where and why
Oh Where’d you learn learn to play the blues like that
Where’d you learn to make love
Deep dark secrets from the back streets of life
Blow that horn Baby, and take Take me Above
Now thanks for telling me where
You learned to play the blues like that
How you bend those notes, some sharp, some flat
Louie taught him the blues, and he did it so fine
Now lets make love in 12/8 time
Well I love it Whoa I love it
Love it when you play the blues I see
How I love it when you make love to me
Deep dark secrets from the back streets of life
Blow that horn make me free whoa oh oh
Thank you, Louie
Louie taught him how to play the blues,
But I taught him how to love
Louie taught him how to belong
Gotta thank you, Mr. Armstrong, Thank you
Thank you, Thank you Louie
Oh Oh Oh Thank you Louie
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