Song | Roll My Blues |
Artist | Jolie Holland |
Album | Catalpa |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Good | |
I've been knocked out | |
Drugged and loaded | |
River's roarin' on before me | |
And I look down at my reflection | |
Where its headed, no direction | |
River | |
Won't you roll my blues away | |
All my life I've been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love's gone bad | |
Its kind of sad | |
But I guess that I'm to blame | |
'Cause I'm just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won't you roll my blues away | |
All my life I've been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love's gone bad | |
It's kind of sad | |
But I guess that I'm to blame | |
'Cause I'm just untamed | |
Oh never have I longed so dearly | |
My mind sees you oh so clearly | |
Freight train is coming fast and strong | |
Steady rollin' on and on | |
Freight train | |
Won't you roll my blues away | |
All my life I've been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love's gone bad | |
It's kind of sad | |
But I guess that I'm to blame | |
'Cause I'm just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won't you roll my blues away |
zuo qu : Good | |
I' ve been knocked out | |
Drugged and loaded | |
River' s roarin' on before me | |
And I look down at my reflection | |
Where its headed, no direction | |
River | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
Its kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
It' s kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh never have I longed so dearly | |
My mind sees you oh so clearly | |
Freight train is coming fast and strong | |
Steady rollin' on and on | |
Freight train | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
It' s kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won' t you roll my blues away |
zuò qǔ : Good | |
I' ve been knocked out | |
Drugged and loaded | |
River' s roarin' on before me | |
And I look down at my reflection | |
Where its headed, no direction | |
River | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
Its kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
It' s kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh never have I longed so dearly | |
My mind sees you oh so clearly | |
Freight train is coming fast and strong | |
Steady rollin' on and on | |
Freight train | |
Won' t you roll my blues away | |
All my life I' ve been alone | |
And never have I had a home until you came | |
But now love' s gone bad | |
It' s kind of sad | |
But I guess that I' m to blame | |
' Cause I' m just untamed | |
Oh I can see that I have fallen | |
From your grace which was my calling | |
West wind is blowin' hard against me | |
Flat out road is all that I see | |
Highway | |
Won' t you roll my blues away |