Song | Ain't Nobody's Blues But My Own |
Artist | Wayne Hancock |
Album | Thunderstorms and Neon Signs |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hancock | |
Now everybody that knows me | |
Knows just the way I feel | |
When my baby ain't around | |
I've lots of time to kill | |
But I ain't into playin', no sir! | |
I don't run around | |
But I'll be awful lonesome | |
'Til my Sugar's back in town | |
(Chorus) | |
'Cause it ain't nobody's blues but my own | |
When my gals gone | |
They come around | |
Until she comes back home | |
The worst kinda heartache that I know | |
Yeah, they're ain't nobody's blues but my own | |
(take it away, brother) | |
[Interlude] | |
Well there's lots of pretty women | |
But only one can have a heart | |
Brother when she ain't around | |
My world just falls apart | |
But accordin' to my schedule | |
She's gonna be back soon | |
For tonight I'll sleep out on the porch | |
Underneath that lonesome moon | |
(repeat chorus) | |
(tear it up, yeah) | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
And you can have your cheap motels | |
And runnin' around of late | |
Livin' in that kinda place | |
Is love at second rate | |
I've got myself a fine gal | |
And together we'll go far | |
And if I mean the world to her | |
Then she's my lucky star | |
(repeat chorus x2) | |
(Yeah ha!) |
zuo ci : Hancock | |
Now everybody that knows me | |
Knows just the way I feel | |
When my baby ain' t around | |
I' ve lots of time to kill | |
But I ain' t into playin', no sir! | |
I don' t run around | |
But I' ll be awful lonesome | |
' Til my Sugar' s back in town | |
Chorus | |
' Cause it ain' t nobody' s blues but my own | |
When my gals gone | |
They come around | |
Until she comes back home | |
The worst kinda heartache that I know | |
Yeah, they' re ain' t nobody' s blues but my own | |
take it away, brother | |
Interlude | |
Well there' s lots of pretty women | |
But only one can have a heart | |
Brother when she ain' t around | |
My world just falls apart | |
But accordin' to my schedule | |
She' s gonna be back soon | |
For tonight I' ll sleep out on the porch | |
Underneath that lonesome moon | |
repeat chorus | |
tear it up, yeah | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
And you can have your cheap motels | |
And runnin' around of late | |
Livin' in that kinda place | |
Is love at second rate | |
I' ve got myself a fine gal | |
And together we' ll go far | |
And if I mean the world to her | |
Then she' s my lucky star | |
repeat chorus x2 | |
Yeah ha! |
zuò cí : Hancock | |
Now everybody that knows me | |
Knows just the way I feel | |
When my baby ain' t around | |
I' ve lots of time to kill | |
But I ain' t into playin', no sir! | |
I don' t run around | |
But I' ll be awful lonesome | |
' Til my Sugar' s back in town | |
Chorus | |
' Cause it ain' t nobody' s blues but my own | |
When my gals gone | |
They come around | |
Until she comes back home | |
The worst kinda heartache that I know | |
Yeah, they' re ain' t nobody' s blues but my own | |
take it away, brother | |
Interlude | |
Well there' s lots of pretty women | |
But only one can have a heart | |
Brother when she ain' t around | |
My world just falls apart | |
But accordin' to my schedule | |
She' s gonna be back soon | |
For tonight I' ll sleep out on the porch | |
Underneath that lonesome moon | |
repeat chorus | |
tear it up, yeah | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
And you can have your cheap motels | |
And runnin' around of late | |
Livin' in that kinda place | |
Is love at second rate | |
I' ve got myself a fine gal | |
And together we' ll go far | |
And if I mean the world to her | |
Then she' s my lucky star | |
repeat chorus x2 | |
Yeah ha! |