4 acessos
Dad was my heroGod called him away
Momma was lonelyand I was afraid
With no one to lean onI turned to the booze
Hard times come earlywhen you’re born with the blues
Railroads were leavingand airplanes were in
The great war was brewingabout to begin
Hungry and lonesomenothing to lose
Raised in a boxcarand born with the blues
Born with the bluestrouble in mind
Smoking and drinkingby the time I was nine
In debt from the startI’m still paying my dues
Crazy and lonelyand born with the blues
In spite of the cocaineand in spite of it all
God gave me a womanto cushion the fall
You’re like Paul of the biblespreading good news
A man on a journeyand born with the blues