Chubby Blues

When I Feel so sad and lonely
And I sleep in the morning, every night
When my hands are yellow like autumn leaves
And my guitarS is closed in a sack
Oh fly, fly is that for I could be die
Fly next to a jumbo, fly all around in the sky
Fly in the sky, fly in the sky

Live in a room full of nothing
Close your windows and turn off the light
No, my friend, you are on the wrong way
Take your blues car, go for thousand miles
Oh fly, fly is that for I could be die
Fly next to a jumbo, fly all around in the sky
Fly in the sky, fly in the sky



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