Lyrics:
by the old bayou
You've never seen
You've never seen those Cupid doll queens
Like they got 'em in New Orleans
And, oh, they love you like no one
our backs, barely getting by
Carolina to California up to Illinois
Yeah, there's guys like us
Blue collar boys
We're worn out boots and old Levi's
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues
Well, I'm sailin'
and lock its door when you return
I know that you'll come back again
As soon as you get blue
And I know what will happen then
One kiss and I'll give
If I could turn it all 'round again
We'd be lying side by side
And things would be the way
They were back then
Picture this and paint it blue
And there we were, screamin', "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could
Is somewhere around your kitchen door
The bird with feathers of blue, is waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard
You'll see your castle in
to gold
When my blue moon turns to gold again
When the rainbow turns the clouds away
When my blue moon turns to gold again
You'll be back within my arms
own
Broken song, empty words I know still live in my heart all alone
For the moonlit pass by the Alamo and Rose
My Rose of San Antone (smilin' John!)
Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget
[Chorus:]
Can you be in love
When you live alone
Push comes to shove
When you're bitchin' on
Now look at every
I'm tonne on you without
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
end,
Is somewhere around your kitchen door.
The bird with feathers of blue, is waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard,
You'll see your castle
Like you my skies of blue have gone away
I guess you bought and sold all the silver and the gold
This old world don't seem to shine no more
Yellow,
That's not your job
Now you dead up in the dirt, right? 'Cause that badge is the mob
A big blue gang, how do problems get solved?
By incendiary devices,
Blues
Stay away from me
Oh, blues
Why don't you let me be?
Don't know why
You keep on haunting me
Love
Was never meant for me
Oh, true love
fingers,
(Looking for some trace of you)
Come back Blue, I, I, I,
I want you I, I, I,
I need you
And I'm Going To Have You!
Here, Blue!
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There's a camera rolling on her back
On her back
And I sense a rhythm humming in a frenzy
All the way down her spine
Girls on film,
Take away, the scent of flowers
Cover up, the sky of blue
Close my ears to tender love songs
They remind me too much of you
Hide young lovers
Where to look and point my view
All the things that I could be
I think I learned in therapy
Am I just a shadow you drew?
It comes back to you, it comes
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
the blues
Try to be a good man
Work my fingers to the bone
And you return the favor
By messing up my happy home
You played so many dirty tricks
Till I lost
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There's a camera rolling on her back
On her back
And I sense a rhythm humming in a frenzy
All the way down her spine
Girls on film,
Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget
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