А вот, так называемый, "жестокий" чикагский блюз - самый мой любимый...


I ain't gonna worry about tomorrow,
gonna let every day stand on its own.
Ain't gonna worry about tomorrow,
gonna let every day stand on its own.
You know tomorrow still be here,
and we all could be dead and gone.
I ain't gonna worry about you, baby,
I ain't gonna worry no more.
I ain't gonna worry about you, baby,
Lord, I ain't gonna worry no more.
It seems like you don't want me, woman,
and I know I got to pay my dues.
It's just me, my gitar and the blues.
It's just me, my gitar and the blues.
Ain't gonna worry no more.
Ain't gonna worry, baby.
Lord, I ain't gonna worry no more.
It's just me, my gitar and the blues.
Walking away from you baby.
It's just me, my gitar and the blues.
I got to go, I'm leaving.