we had an awful fight I reached down for my razor, and then we knocked around But when I pulled my pistol, I quickly smoked him down The gambling bar room blues
I'm just an American boy raised on MTV And I've seen all those kids in the soda pop ads But none of 'em looked like me So I started lookin' around for
ain't that bad a town So you hang around with the Fort Worth blues There's a full moon over Galway bay tonight And silver light over green and blue
I'm goin' out on the highway Listen to them big trucks whine I'm goin' out on the highway Listen to them big trucks whine White freight liner Won't you
deal A place, a man could settle down and stay But the police at the state line beat him black and blue Left him lyin' by the roadside with the dustbowl blues
wanna be your delta mama for a while And if you stay you'll see I can bring you lots of joy I can turn those little teardrops to a smile If you're blue
a new place and hold my head up high Where no one knows what you did to me A thousand miles between us now Got to steal that blues, them blues'll track
still a Roman candle Burning in my memory She was unbelievable, she was A crash course in the blues She was incredible, she was A crash course in the blues
pair of shoes Well, I'm goin' down South if I wear out 99 pair of shoes You know I will be welcome, I won't have these stranger blues These stranger blues
shot down cause there's no more to lose Now we're headed to D.C. two by twos Cause those low down, profound, killin' four blues Lookin' for my Congressman
If I had money, tell you what I'd do I would go downtown, buy a Mercury or two 'Cause I'm crazy 'bout a Mercury Cruise up and down this road Gonna buy
can a poor boy do Ain't it hard, ain't it hard When you have to live the blues I call my baby on the telephone She said come on over Stevie I'm all
be back at all Spoken: Steve: Oh, Bobby, I wonder if you know what I'm talkin' about. (Sax Solo) Steve: Mr. Bobby Mallach Steve: Believe it
I wish I'd never come back home It don't feel right since I've been grown I can't find any of my old friends hangin' 'round Won't nothin' bring you
I'm just an American boy raised on MTV And I've seen all those kids in the soda pop ads But none of 'em looked like me So I started lookin' around
deal A place a man could settle down and stay But the police at the state line beat him black and blue Left him lyin' by the roadside with the dustbowl blues
face another day alone Now that you're gone this ain't no place for me I want to start all over new But I can't lose these lonesome highway blues
I've found No matter what I do I'll never lose My old friend the blues Just let me hide my weary heart in you My old friend the blues
