DAMN NEAR RUINED BLUES They say the bitter comes with the sweet You got it good; I got the grief You try to control me day and night I start to love you and you pick a fight Chorus Oh, Lord, how did I hook up with you I got the torn up, broken down And damn near ruined blues. You hate my music and you hide my beer You broke my guitar and my fishing gear You threw my boots out and wrecked my truck You spend my money when I'm down on my luck Repeat Chorus When I watch football, you always complain You never stop talking when I've got this migraine You kicked my dog, and you stomped my hat That was the straw that broke the camels back Bridge You beat up my heart up; now it's black and blue So I’m out of here; I don’t need you! Repeat Chorus Tag I got the torn up, broken down Damn near ruined blues!