Texty: Be Good Tanyas. Chinatown. Lonesome Blues.

Some blues are just blues, mine are the lonesome blues
Some blues are just blues, mine are the lonesome blues
All the birds flew south for the winter
Left me these lonesome blues

My baby left me, hitched a train down south
My baby left me, hitched a train down south
I still taste his kisses
Like candy in my mouth.

I wish I had wings, just like an aeroplane
I wish I had wings, just like an aeroplane
Fly down, find my baby. never be lonesome again.