Albert King
Roadhouse Blues
Two, three(Lord!)The moon is risin', an' it done got lonesome hereI said, the moon is risin', baby, an' it done got lonesome, hereAlthough you're a long ways from meBut baby, I wish you were nearIf I ever get lucky yeah, an' win my train fare homeWell, if I ever get lucky buddy, an' win my train fare homeOh, the moment that I do, darlin'You can say your man is comin' home, yeahIt's so hard, tryin' to make it all by yourself, yeahI say, it's so hard, yeah yeah, tryin' to make it all by yourself, yeahOh an' the woman that you're really lovin'She done gone off with someone else, um!There's no use ta cryin', oh'Cause your cryin' won't help you none, woo!Hey, I said it's no use ta cryin', buddyLetras de cancionesBecause your cryin' won't help you noneYou'll fall in love againAn' she'll keep you always on the run, yeahI say, if I ever get lucky (yeah, that's my son!)An' win my train fare home, ooo LordyHave you ever felt like that?Oh, if I ever get lucky, buddy yeahAn' win my train fare home, yeah yeahOh, the day that I do, angelYou can bet your life, old Albert is gone, yeahOh when ya see me comin', baby yeahI want ya to raise your window high, woo!Hey, when ya see me comin' home, babeI want ya to raise your window high, yeah yeahBut when I turn an' leave little girlI want you to hang your head an' cryWoo, Lord have mercy!Lord have mercy!Woo!Thank you!Thank you, for comin'
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"Roadhouse Blues" as written by Albert King
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