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Blues Fred

I went for a jog in the city air I met a woman in a wheelchair I said "I'm sorry to see you're handicapped." She says "What makes you think a thing like

Bản dịch: McDowell, Fred. 61 Highway Blues.

Bản dịch: McDowell, Fred. My Trouble Blues.

And these words, these words Hope dashed immortal hope Hope streaking the canvas sky Blue poles infinitely winding As I write, as I write Blue poles

't you see the cold and turning blue? Can't you see the cold and turning blue? Can't you see the cold and turning blue? Can't you see the cold and turning

If I pour your cup, that is friendship If I add you milk, that is manners If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste That is tea If I pour your cup

So many times you tried to take the best of me So many times, now you're gonna take the rest of me Better look at what you're doing, before it's too late

seems the further I fall The deeper my love seems to be And I know that I never doubted at all That someone was waiting for me Then out of the blue,

There comes a time in everybody`s dream When the stage is lighted and the Words appear And in the blackness That it seems A tiny little realisation Begins