Well I feel so lonesome You'll hear me when I moan And I feel so lonesome You'll hear me when I moan Who been drivin' my Terraplane For you since I been
Worried, you betcha Discouraged, I don't know Every time I see a 1040 Out of my pocket it goes Ow, I hate taxes I work hard for my money Every April
Aah, one of these old days
All the will in the world All the will in the world All the will in the world Do It All the will in the world All the will in the world Start with intoductions
I choose you When love comes along you go with the flow You should trust your feelings on it When you get hit by the arrow you'll know Cupid's aim is
Who'd ever guess to look at her? They say she's a dancer but they don't fool me You thought you knew it all, cos you'd been there Thought she was a flirt
Of all the girls in all the world You got my number Out the blue you created this obsessive desire You steal my thunder I can't resist your sex appeal
If I?m not mistaken, my whole universe was shaken When I fell for you 'coz all the stars collided When I held you in my arms, I knew you were the one
You're not the only one who feels so funky You're not the only one that's out of work You're not the only one that got a bum deal You're not the only
Hey hey take it from me she's a masterpiece She ought to have her own show Oh stone cold Hey hey take it from me she's a masterpiece Stone cold in love
I think the two of us Should visit paradise We'd be so calm inside I'd be your alibi I want to be the one That shares in all your dreams Always be there
the corner of the barroom Lives the ghost of Langston Hughes He?s takin? notes and smokin? cigarettes Sippin? slowly on his booze Got them goin? nowhere blues
by Robert Johnson Recording of November 27, 1936 San Antonio, Texas I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees I went to the crossroad, fell down
corner of the barroom Lives the ghost of Langston Hughes He?s takin? notes and smokin? cigarettes Sippin? slowly on his booze Got them goin? nowhere blues
Know 'bout 'at I got these, old walkin' blues Woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walkin' blues
is like a thousand years, oh, oh I can't lose these young boy blues, hmm Each night is like a thousand years, oh, oh I can't lose these young boy blues
The blushing city meets the morning sky if you were indiscreet nobody asking why I'm leaving home to hurry back again you're not alone, I'll be waiting
Burning just like moonbeams in our eyes. [Chorus:] Somebody said they saw me, swinging the world by the tail Bouncing over a white cloud, killing the blues
