Can t find no sleeves for my records
Can t get no laces for my shoes
Can t get no fancy notes
On my blue guitar
Can t get no antidote for blues
Can t find the reasons for your actions
Or I don t much like the reasoning you use
Somehow your motives are impure
Or somehow I can t find the cure
Can t find no antidote for blues
They say it s mostly vanity
That writes the plays we act
They tell me that s what everybody knows
There s no such thing as sanity
And that s the sanest fact
That s the way the story goes
Can t get no remedy on my TV
There s nothing but the same old news
They can t find a way to be
One world in harmony
Can t get no antidote for blues

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