The old amp stands in corner as I plug in the cord
and the other end I plug on my bass
I sit down and switch on amplifier
play the first notes with desire
Again I play that blue, blue bass of mine
When I feel emotional or tired
it's time to get my old bass wired
I'll play the good old blue, blue bass of mine

The old song I remember, though the words aren't quite the same
But I try to get my lyrics to pace on -
I hum a song and play the bass a little
the tune begins as frail and brittle
It's good to pick that blue, blue bass of mine
When my mood is down and I need pepping
I place my fingers on the fretting
I'll start to play that blue, blue bass of mine

[spoken:]

Then the door bangs, it's the neighbour, he complains it is bedtime
and his children must have peace for the night -

For there's the school and they must get some sleeping
otherwise it's a lot of weeping
I have to put down blue, blue bass of mine
Yes, while I love playing loud and clearly
neighbours' ears won't take it dearly
No more tonight that blue, blue bass of mine