Lyrics:
brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
Come
way
Heartworn, lonesome highways
Blues fall down on me
cnd if I die tonight
By the highwayside
Then let it be
cnd if I die tonight
By the highway side
of blue chips
These ain't old hundreds, paper, I got blue strips
And we don't drive home, and lil' boy yeah we flew here
Just pop you a tab, let's get
through by surprise, years later
Still copped some rounds for The guys...
In ya eyes, that waitress is the real prize
But we got unresolved issues You
Won't you take me with you there
Well I'm long gone darlin', lonesome blue
I been thinking of leavin', I been thinkin' o you
But that big city
to help my mood
I was making banjos in this little shop far away from my home
And my buddy Zach and I blasted it ten hours a day, every day, for a year
We
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome
I wonder why mommy don't come
She told me to shut up my blue eyes
And before I woke up she'd be home
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome
I wonder why mommy don't come
She told me to shut up my blue eyes
And before I woke up she'd be home
Give me it now, I'm not the guy you want to piss off
By any means, I get what I want and I want it all
Rock with me, guitar please
I'm egotistical,
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
goin' down
Well, good evenin', don't that sun look good goin' down
Don't your home look lonesome when your lover ain't around
Now I've tried
A speck in the wide blue sea. 'Tis the last of all the land.
A dweller upon our lonesome isle, the last, lonely man? -
By the Gods he is there to never
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome
I wonder why mommy don't come
She told me to shut up my blue eyes
And before I woke up she'd be home
She
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
drink when you're at home?
I can't call you on the tv baby
I can't call you on the telephone
So write me a letter don't you send it to me by mail
So
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
Hey Dave, you know when we get home
We're really gonna catch it
What's our excuse this time?
Well dear, we'll just tell 'em
We're sittin' up
With
when your loose and relaxed
Ba ba blues star bus operator, i mean i know it's just a kicker dude but all the other guys are party guys and i'm brought
Walk around the city by my lonesome
All that what I see is where the flow from
There's a million faces in the place to be
Get it where they fit in
It's Sandro's pain
If you're my guy
I pray we stay the same
Cos I can the take pain
When it comes down to losing faith
You got bud?
I'm at home rolling
lonesome I'm so blue
Since she left me by myself
Lord I don't know what to do
I see she found her someone else
I'm blue as the blue moon of Kentucky
That
breakfast down at the home of the blues
You say you got yo' guitar from a pawnshop, but to me it sounds like symphonies
You say you got yo' guitar from
the way that bitch be bussing
Baby baby she a thooter-ooter, she gon turn around and buss it open
And I was rolling rolling by my lonesome and lil shawty
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