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counting down the days to you. It's getting me through those Monday blues. Post-Chorus. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. It's the weekend (It's the weekend). Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
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what I'm a gonna do. Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well, my mom and pop told me, "Son you gotta make some money. Well, if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday". Well
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Chorus. I got a feelin' called the blues. Oh lord since my baby said goodbye. (Hey Lord) I don't know what I'll do. All I do is sit and sigh. Oh Lord, The last long day she said goodbye. Hey
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Have you heard that rumor that's goin' around. My baby's got a man, lord way across town. Its the same old story. Tell me where will it end. Yes I heard the news it's the same old blues again
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something worse I can't even get the blues no more. I try to worry like I did before. And nothing happens when I walk the floor. So what am I supposed to do? I toss and turn but then I fall asleep. I'm
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Muzak played But in my head I'm singin'. Singin' the Brooklyn Blues, oh, yeah When you're growin' up in Brooklyn. The Bridge is like a friend. Said when you're growin' up in Brooklyn. That Bridge is
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what was a man. But inside's a little broken hearted boy. Whose feelings he cannot stand I've got those ghost town blues. With nothing left to lose. The noose swings high up on the gallows in the
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Seminole Blues Trk 12 Dsc 2 3 03 Song 35. Tampa Red (Hudson Whittaker). Aurora, Illinois, Oct. 11, 1937 Leland Hotel Top Floor. Tampa Red- vocal, piano & guitar, Willie Bee James - guitar. Album
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and we built a house. On the banks of the river where the rock juts out. Now the river's still here but you're long gone. You left me and the river here all alone I got the Dog River blues. I've
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knows. And yet I go singing and crying the blues I'm just a lonely motherless child. Trouble and sorrows are driving me wild. But it will all be over after a while I keep it trying but can't get
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Freight Train Blues". I was born in dixie in a boomer's shack. Just a little shanty by the railroad track. Freight train was it taught me how to cry. The holler of the driver
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My latest sun is sinking fast, my race is nearly run. My strongest trials now are past, my triumph has begun Oh come Angel Band, come and around me stand. Oh bear me away on your snow white wings
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Bài hát Strike Up The Band - Maureen McGovern. Let the drums roll out. Let the trumpets call. While the people shout. "Strike up the band!". Let the cymbals ring. Callin' one and all. While the saxes
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having fun. Band on the run, band on the run. And the jailer man and sailor sam were searching every one. . For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run. . Well, the
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Savoy sides presents a new saxophone sensation. It's Parker's band with a smooth style of syncopation. Kansas city born and growing, you won't believe what the boys are blowing. You got to come on
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(J. Fogerty). Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,. I wanna move. Chorus. Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah!. Well, I'm flyin
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Yes, I'm lonely wanna die. Yes, I'm lonely wanna die. If I ain't dead already. Ooh girl you know the reason why. . In the morning wanna die. In the evening wanna die. If I ain't dead already.
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I done run into my baby,. And finally found my old blue jeans. Well, I done ran into my baby,. And finally found my old blue jeans. . I knew they was mine,. By the oil and the gasoline, yeah. .
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I had a hard time waking this mornin'. I got a lotta things on my mind. Like those friends of yours, they keep bringing me down. Just hangin' 'round all the time I've had a hard time waking most mo
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I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one. I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one. Well, my father told me. "Son, you had better get a gun" Well, my first friend went down. When I w
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I done run into my baby,. And finally found my old blue jeans. Well, I done ran into my baby,. And finally found my old blue jeans. . I knew they was mine,. By the oil and the gasoline, yeah. .
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