Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Running away To get away, You're wearing out your shoes. Looh at you fooling you! Making Blues Of day and night. Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee! You're stretching out your dues. The shorter cut is quicker, But . . . Ha! Ha! il l Hd Time k here to

And I shiver all over, I shiver all over I shiver all over, 'cause I ain't got you, hmm I wear shades 'cause my eyes are red I got a headache that just won't go away It's a wonder that I'm not dead I get the blues in the mornin' So bad, I scare myself My

I don't want to fade away In your heart I want to stay Do you want to see me crawl across the floor to you? Do you want to hear me beg you to take me back? Give me one more day, please I'd gladly do it because I'd gladly do it 'cause Give me one more day

Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

Sit right here and have another beer in Mexico Do my best to waste another day Let the warm air melt these blues away Starin' out into the wild blue yonder So many thoughts to sit and ponder 'Bout life and love and lack of And this emptiness in my heart

My Maria (Oh Maria I love you girl, oh my Maria) Maria (Oh Maria I love you girl, Maria) I love you My Maria don't you know I've come a long, long way I been longin' to see her When she's around she takes my blues away Sweet Maria the sunlight surely

Black ghost, black ghost Black ghost is all po' Lightnin' can see And the black ghost is a shadow too Please stay away from my door Will you please stay away from my door Yeah, you know you worry po' Lightnin' so now I just can't sleep no more Yeah, you

Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,

And maybe I'll get lucky tonight Find me a girl, take my heartache away Sad, sad blues I'll see you another day, wouldn't that be so fine? Maybe I'll get lucky tonight She left about three weeks ago A single man is a new thing But I've been here before