Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys - Brain Cloudy Blues текст песни

Текст песни Brain Cloudy Blues - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys



I look right out on a lonely town
Come in, Tommy
Let's hear you sing it
My brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down (terrible, terrible)
Yeah, my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down
(I think I know what you mean)
When I get that low down feeling
I know the blues must be some place around (oh, let's go from here)
Well, you got to treat me right, day by day
Get out your little prayer book, get on upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday
Yeah, you're goin' to be sorry, oh, you treat me this way
There's that boy, Brother Junior
Oh, let's get it lower there, Junior
Yes, you know what lower means
Well, don't we all?
There's that man again
Well, good evenin', don't that sun look good goin' down?
(Certainly does, I'm gonna agree with you)
Well, good evenin', don't that sun look good goin' down?
(Like the lights you're looking at)
Don't your home look lonesome when your lover ain't around?
(That makes sense, yes)
Now I've tried everything, baby, to get along with you
And now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stop cryin', gonna leave you alone
If you don't think I'm leavin', you can count the days I'm going to
You're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday
Yeah, you're goin' to be sorry, oh, you treat me this way
My brain is so cloudy



Авторы: Tommy Duncan, James Robert Wills


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12-05-2013



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