Bus Ridin' Blahs

This is a parody of the 1937 Robert Johnson song "Walkin' Blues"

Bus Ridin' Blahs


Woke up this mornin', look ‘round for my pass,
I got the, number fourteen, bus ridin’ blahs.
Woke up this mornin', look ‘round for my pass,
You know, I got the, number fourteen, bus ridin’ blahs.

Leavin' this mornin', before the sun starts to shine.
I’ll end up standin', don't mind cryin'.
This mornin', before the sun starts to shine.
I’ll end up standin', Lord, I don't mind cryin'.

Got a seat, someone stepped on my shoe;
Hurt so much, I don’t know what to do.
Got a seat, someone went and stepped on my shoe;
Well it hurt so much, Lord, what can I do?

Read my book, hip hop music in my ear;
Someone ‘s earphones cranked high, so very near.
Read my book, hip hop music blastin’ in my ear.
Yahoo's earphones cranked up high, Babe, so very near.

I could be ridin’, my bicycle alone.
Got up this mornin’, my old green bike was gone.
I could be ridin’, my old bicycle alone.
Well, I got up this mornin', woe, all I had was gone.

People say, bus ridin' blahs ain't bad;
Hardest feeling, I most ever had.
People say, the old bus ridin' blahs ain't bad.
Well it's the hardest feelin', Lord, I most ever had.

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