The Last Blues Song
Now I've been crying in my own mind
Since she's been gone
I've done some thinking
And it starts to sinking
That life goes on
So if you're somebody
Who's feeling sorry for yourself
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
The last Blues song
Now a little bit, a bit of self of pity
Can it really, really, really sing?
But it keeps on growing
And you know woah, woah
It can't change a thing
So if you're a person
Who's hooked unhooken
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
The last Blues song
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low
So all your loosers
You full time bluesers
Get out of bed
Don't you go on giving
Don't you give up living
Live for your dead
Come on now brother
If you're been modern yourself
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
This is gonna be
This is gonna be
The last Blues song
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low.
Since she's been gone
I've done some thinking
And it starts to sinking
That life goes on
So if you're somebody
Who's feeling sorry for yourself
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
The last Blues song
Now a little bit, a bit of self of pity
Can it really, really, really sing?
But it keeps on growing
And you know woah, woah
It can't change a thing
So if you're a person
Who's hooked unhooken
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
The last Blues song
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low
So all your loosers
You full time bluesers
Get out of bed
Don't you go on giving
Don't you give up living
Live for your dead
Come on now brother
If you're been modern yourself
You've better sing along
Cause this is gonna be
This is gonna be
This is gonna be
The last Blues song
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
My oh, my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm bit to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Please don't go
My, my, I'm getting high from feeling low.
Credits
Writer(s): Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
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