Good for Nothin’ Blues Songtext
von Bobby Bare

I wash my face in funky water, pick my teeth with a rusty spoke
Hide your dishes and your daughters, and anything that might get broke
I prefer your condemnation to your suckin′ sympathy
Baby, good for nothing's good enough for me

I was born without a daddy, and the gutter was my home
And when momma died, the only thing she left me was alone
There ain′t nothin' in the world that I ain't fool enough to try
I′m hard to hurt and too damn mean to die


I wash my face in funky water, pick my teeth with a rusty spoke
Hide your dishes and your daughters, anything that might get broke
I prefer your condemnation to your suckin′ sympathy
Baby, good for nothing's good enough for me

Yeah, I don′t need nobody, girl, I get by by myself
And you sure don't need me more than you don′t need nobody else
'Cause unless you need a hurtin′ place where your heart used to be
Darling, you don't want no part of me

I wash my face in funky water, pick my teeth with a rusty spoke
Hide your dishes and your daughters, anything that might get broke
I prefer your condemnation to your suckin' sympathy
Baby, good for nothing′s good enough for me

I prefer your condemnation to your suckin′ sympathy
Baby, good for nothing's good enough for me
Funky water, yap, oh