the waters edge From the ridge to the ledge From the hills to the sea I'll become a memory James River blues James River blues James River blues
a-gonna do There ain't to cure for the summertime blues Say the same thing, everyday, not going to work Doing nothing, no, no There ain't to cure for the summertime blues
Bluebird, now, bluebird Please take the letter down south for me Bluebird, now, bluebird Please take the letter down south for me Now I don't want you
Yes, I'm a steamroller, baby I'm bound to roll all over you I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
James Taylor A tree grows in my back yard It only grows at night Its branches they're all twisted Its leaves are afraid of light They say the blues is
my story Say boy, hand me another shot of that rye And if anyone else should ask you Just tell 'em I've got some of those St. James Infirmary blues
Each night the same songs Each night the pain As I look for your face In the shadows of the front row Life came between us Life on the road We'd kiss
dance until the broad broad light Blue John's Blues The sweetest girl that I ever had Was guaranteed to drive a poor man bad Blue John's Blues Blue John Blues
All the nights that I've missed you All the nights without end All the times that I've called you Only needing a friend Now, your eyes shine with beauty
It's easy to see a poor boy's blues When he's working every day It's harder to be there in his shoes He was born to be that way If I tell you tomorrow
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over you I'm a steamroller baby I'm 'bout to roll all over you I'm gonna inject your soul With some sweet rock 'n' roll And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
Well I'm just a bartender And I don't like my work But I don't mind the money at all I've seen lots of sad faces And lots of bad cases Of folks with
, this is the end of my story Bartender, pass me another bottle of booze If anyone should ever ask you, You can tell them I've got the St. James Infirmary blues
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Poor puppy, you look so sad I guess you think that no one ever Felt so bad before Everybody has the blues Everybody has the blues Everybody knows the
I can't help it if I don't feel so good I can't help it if I don't feel so good If I had my way I'd be sitting on the top of the world I can't help it
Now I'm just a bartender And I don't like my work But I don't mind the money at all I see lots of sad faces And lots of bad cases Of folks with their
