No New Year's Day to celebrate. No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away. No first of spring. No song to sing. In fact here's just another ordinary day.
Oh I just want to go to work. and get back home. and be something... . I just want to fall in line. do my time. and be something... . well I just want to prove my worth.
Without a song the day would never end. Without a song the road would never bend. When things go wrong, a man ain't got a friend. Without a song. . That field of corn would never see a plow.
What's your story, morning glory. What makes you look so blue. The way that you've been acting. I don't know what to do. For I love you, sure as one and one make two.
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red.
Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear. And it shows them pearly white. Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe. And he keeps it, ah, out of sight.
Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. . Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I may keep.
He said "No, it's not you, it's me it's not you. I gotta do my thing, let me go". She said "No, there's gotta be something nice about me,. Why'd you wanna be free? Let me know".
we don't need Honey. to make our world go raw. oh it's kind of funny. how we trust to hold our stain.. cause if you feel the cold can be the fire cause reaching in my soul and your down to the wire proving the way.
Lord, have you ever been mistreated. Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking. About. Yes, have you ever been mistreated. Then you got to, you got to know just what I'm talking.
You told me baby, once upon a time. You said if I would be yours, you would sure be mine. That's alright. I know you don't love me no more baby, but that's alright.
The sky is crying,. Can you see the tears roll down the street.. The sky is crying,. Can you see the tears roll down the street.. I've been looking for my baby.
I know you heard about the blues. But I would like to give you. My feeling of the blues. . So if you just sit down just for a few minutes. And listen to me.
Morning rain keeps on falling. Like the tears that fall from my eyes. As I sit in my room. Staring out at the gloom. That's the rain in the same old blues.
Just about a year ago, I set out on the road. Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold. Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will.
When my baby leaves me, there is nothing I can do. I pick up my guitar and then I play a little blues or two. Now, a man needs some loving, I ain't different from the rest.
I've got the key to the highway. Billed out and bound to go. Gonna leave here runnin'. Walking is most too slow. . I'm going back, back to the border.
People talkin' but they just don't know. What's in my heart, and why I love you so. I love you baby like a miner loves gold. Come on sugar, let the good times roll, hey!.
I had a dream last night, Lord it wasn't me. I dreamed the only woman I ever loved. People, turned her back on me. Let me tell you little more about the dream.
Well, I'm tore down. I'm almost level with the ground. Well, I'm tore down. I'm almost level with the ground. Well, I feel like this. When my baby can't be found.