Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W. C. Handy Won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a girl can be

Tomorrow never came In the Tropic of Cancer 'Cause if I had my way You'd would always stay I waited for you In the spot you said to wait In the city, on a park bench In the middle of the pouring rain 'Cause I adored you