Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
It ought to feel empty outside and it does.
Finding music out here to chase the blues.
Finding music out here to chase the blues.
Ought to feel like hell on wheels and it does.
Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
Never catching up while I chase it and so it goes.
When I catch up to him, he gonna holler.
When I catch hold of her, she gonna snarl.
When I finally let go of them both
they gonna turn and snap right back.
When I finally turn tail and walk away
they will be walking behind me, ten steps farther, same track.
Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
Leaving the music behind to chase the blues.
It feels so empty in here and so it goes.
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onward,
T

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