[NDC] Blueberry blues,-throwback thursday

[Intro – Lars Vega, spoken into mic, casual and amused] “Got a text from The Leftovers… ‘Can you record a blues song about blueberries, and tag it throwback Thursday?’ Well sure… I can do that.” ⸻ [Verse 1] Picked a handful in the morning, cold dew on my skin, Picked a handful in the morning, cold dew on my skin. But every berry that I tasted, Took me back to where I’ve been. [Verse 2] Mama made a pie on Sunday, crust was golden, warm, and true, Mama made a pie on Sunday, crust was golden, warm, and true. Every bite I took was heavy, With a shade of Leftover blue. [Chorus] Blueberry blues, runnin’ through my veins, Sweetness in the sorrow, joy inside the pain. Blueberry blues, every note I choose, Singin’ for my supper with these blueberry blues. ⸻ [Verse 3] Some folks seek the spotlight, I just hum my tune in time. Some folks crave their sugar, I just take mine off the vine. [Verse 4] So if you see me on a Thursday, hummin’ low beneath the moon, Yeah if you see me on a Thursday, hummin’ low beneath the moon. I’ll be playin’ for the berries, Hopin’ Leftovers hear me soon. [Chorus – repeat, bigger and rougher] Blueberry blues, runnin’ through my veins, Sweetness in the sorrow, joy inside the pain. Blueberry blues, every note I choose, Singin’ for my supper with these blueberry blues.