All gather 'round now
I'll tell you what it's all about
You find a good woman
And then you fuck her 'til your hair falls out
A round of applause, please
For the totally clapped-out
You got them Caucasian blues again
And don't wave your cash around
It cannot buy you into this
'Cause you're a waxy-legged tacky, meat-faced fool
And your money is just cowardice
No sense of rhythm
And your name's not on the list, oh
You got them Caucasian blues again, oh yeah
And so you finally took the plunge
And got into blues rock
And you like to give to charity
Because it's easier to patronize
Than face the facts and now
I've heard it said
That you are hung like a white man
You got them Caucasian blues again and again, oh
And now you're asking me
To sympathize and let you off
'Cause the climate is a-changing
And the times are tough
And you took all that you could
But it was not enough and now
I've heard it said
That you are hung like a white man
You're yesterday's news, you've got so much to lose
You got them Caucasian blues again, ohh
Caucasian blues, yeah
Caucasian blues, yeah
Caucasian blues, yeah
Caucasian blues, yeah
Caucasian blues