18 lyrics for "I lose my blues"
For me there ain't no escape from the blues Well I can see I was born to lose Well someone made a mistake When they said life was a bowl of fruit You know I had to go downtown And pawn my last suit You know I was born to lose You know I haven't seen or
PlayAnd I can't even close my eyes. And my baby, she can't be found. I believe this is the end. Well now, it's three o'clock in the morning Three o'clock in the morning Can't find my baby And I can't be satisfied. I've looked all around me I've looked all
PlayCan't even close my eyes Whoa, my baby can't be found Lord, I believe this is the end Now here it is three o' clock in the mornin' Oh, three o' clock in the mornin', baby Well, I can't find my baby Lord, and I can't be satisfied Lord, I've looked around
PlayWhoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Everyday, everyday I have the blues When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues Well worries and trouble
PlayEveryday I have the blues When you see me worryin' woman, honey, it's you I hate to lose Nobody seems to care Nobody loves me Yes, nobody loves me Speaking of worries and trouble darling, you know I've had my share Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
PlayThen we'd travel far to some big shining star Just you and my guitar And stay there sweetheart for always I lose my blues Only when I'm with you No one else can do You're in my heart to stay And when I'm gone and I'm all alone I'll be singing this song
PlayWhere the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams Or just how much it really means The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams
PlayThis time I ain't gonna lose Well, enough is enough There's a pain in my mind And baby, we both know why Think it over and over It adds up to one big lie You may not know it, baby But you've been leavin' lots of blues I hear what you're sayin'
PlayFootloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Everybody cut, everybody cut Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what? Oh,
PlayYou damn right, I've got the blues From my head down to my shoes I stopped by my daughter's house You know I just want to use the phone I can't win, 'cause I don't have a thing to lose You know my new grandbaby came to the door And said, granddaddy, you
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