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Текст (слова) песни: Triumph - Suitcase Blues



It`s four in the morning,
There`s not a soul around
This dirty hotel room
Has really got me down
A modern day minstrel,
They got my name in lights
I wish these days of glamour
Didn`t have these lonely nights
I`m on the road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

I guess I`m makin` payments
For the dues that must be paid
I cash another song
Into this endless masquerade
Halfway through the circuit
And headed for the coast
Been gone so long
I can`t remember
What I miss the most, ah, but,
Me and Johnny Walker,
And the comfort that he brings,
Waitin` on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune,
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

I got the blues
And I got them really bad
The suitcase blues
Are the worst I ever had
All by my lonesome
And I`m halfway `round the bend
I don`t mind drinkin` solo
But I sure could use a friend

Me and Johnny Walker,
And the comfort that he brings,
Waitin` on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune,
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

 

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