Will you love me tomorrow Like you say you love me now? Will you love me tomorrow Like you say you love me now? When the flames of our flesh have stopped
end Bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend I still can't believe it, after all we've been through Everyday I will play the blues Everybody knows what the blues
Don't want no evil woman Make a fool out of me My girl she's so sweet She's my honey bee She feels the same way about me She feels the same way about
Yeah I laid down last night, too tired to wake I had a chill this mornin', too tired to shake I got a good poker hand, too tired to win I can hear my
I used to wake up in the mornin' with an achin' head I couldn't remember anything I'd said My friends told me, I was gettin' out of line If it wasn't
to be So long, it was so long ago But I've still got the blues for you Though the days come and go There is one thing I know I've still got the blues
What is it that you want from me? I really wish I knew I try so hard to do my best But it's not good enough for you Over and over again We will make
Dallas Look you can call him what you like But I call him King of the Blues That's right Mister Albert, King of the Blues Ohh King of the Blues Let
Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road
Oh, pretty woman Sure's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder Ain't gonna help you none 'Cause she's a pretty woman Right down to her bone
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel, and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine in those
Texas blues" I said, "I just can't lose with the Texas blues" And I just can't lose with the Texas blues The Texas blues Texas blues Ah, how, how, how
I'm gonna leave this place tomorrow I'm gonna leave this town behind I'll be gone before the mornin' On the other side of the mound That's why I'm movin
(D. Bennett) What can you say? There isn't much to tell. I'm going downhill and I blame myself. I've been jumpin' at shadows, thinking 'bout my
There is nothin' I can do As you leave me here to cry There is nothing I can do As you leave me here to cry You know my love will follow you As the years
She's that kind of woman No doubt about how she feels She's holding promises Her eyes won't tell, her lips are sealed And I like her like that She's
know what to do I've got those midnight blues Every evenin' after sundown As the light begins to fade I feel so low, but I just don't know Why these blues
All your lovin' is lovin' All your kissin' is kissin' All your lovin' is lovin' All your kissin' is kissin' Before I met you, baby I never knew what I