, all the loot I had Good guitar, though, called it a pluckit Anyway, spent me dough And I couldn't let it all go to waste, you know So I took the book, guitar
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Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone, baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong, baby And you'll be sorry someday
Hey, I'm walking with my woman She got great big feet Long, lean and angry She ain't had nothing to eat But she's my woman And I love her just the same
People you all have been wonderin' Wonderin' why I sing the blues? Yes, you all have been wonderin' Wonderin' why I sing the blues Well I want you to
You act like you don't wanna listen When I'm talkin' to you You think you outta do baby Anything you wanna do You must be crazy, baby You just gotta
get the strangest kinda feelin' That's when the guitar plays the blues I say, you get the strangest kinda feelin' That's when a guitar plays the blues
it's another lonely ride Was a time when you'd be here by my side Oh, but the rain came down washed it all away Now I stand alone with my guitar and play
Blue guitar, fortune of my ways Making of my days New chord, counting up the ways Happiness is lazy If you don't know the song If you can't put the words
says "No dice son, you gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues, no, no Summertime, summertime, summertime blues
give me nothin', nothin' but the blues You give me nothing but the blues You give me nothin', nothin' but the blues You give me nothing but the blues
got all the money in the whole wide world And toys he'll never use But he don't know a damn thing 'Bout when a poor man gets the blues Rich man thinks
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Превод: В Barclay James Harvest. Guitar Blues.
Превод: Блус. Guitar песен.
Превод: Джони Холидей. Блус, My Guitar And Me.
