I moaned all night long.
So I wrote done a song.
I want to write about someone doing me wrong.
My man is cheating on me and I said so long.
In my life lately it seems I’m always singing the blues.
Bartender why don’t you give me a stiff shot of booze.
Just like the bald eagle way up in the sky who likes to soar and fly.
When I was cheated upon, by my old man, I felt like I wanted to die.
I can not lie, I’ve got a case of my man’s been cheating on me blues.
The way I’m feeling right now makes me upset and confused.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem