Take yr moods (blues)

Take yr moods
'n take yr humours
ain no golden mean
cos yr blues 'cognizes
there's no easy in-between
    no sir, no ma'am,
blues is sunup or sundown, i mean
cos yr blues swings teetered uneven
like lunatic weighin machine

    yr blues is ready laughter
yr blues is weight of tears
yr blues is soun' jeez 'n hereafter
yr blues feels yr hopes 'n fears

    yr blues don seek no middle
yr blues don fake no between
yr blues blesses plenty 'n dearth
'qually like dry 'n rain

    no sir, no ma'am
's clear as right 'n wrong, sez i
we'z swung up 'n we'z swung down
like lantern moon's gyrations
light or dark ignorin
flung clean across th' sky

    yr blues ain nobody's darlin'
yr blues ain nobody's fav'rit
yr blues swings pendular circumstantial
like brains shilly-shally intemperate
like lunatic weighin machine
cos yr blues 'cognizes, sez i
if'n y gets caught plumb dead in th' middle
'member, what's twixt ain worth a spit!

1983, rev. mm