Blues for Your Baby (2013 Remaster)

Well, Mister Saxman, how do you do? There's nobody here but me and you You've been blowin' all night I know and you need your sleep But before you go to bed, man, make me weep You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me Aw Mister Saxman, don't be shy Don't be complainin that your mouth is dry I got a bottle of something right here in my coat Stone guaranteed to lubricate your throat You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me Now Mister Saxman I know you play your horn Like every shred of your soul was tattered and torn You can make it sound like crying, You make it sound like a full flood of tears Bring that thing over here Let me hear you play it for the lost and lonely Play it for the tricked and misused Let me hear you play it for every storm-blown disappointed soul For every heart that's been abused Let me hear you play it for all the women in the world - And make it blue And Mister Saxman play it for me Because I'm hurting too You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me You played a blues for your baby Now play a blues for me