Beaucoups Of Blues

I left Louisiana, I had me big plans
To go out and take me all over this land
To see me the world, I left my sweet girl
And gave it a whirl, but now here I stand
Along side the road with holes in my soul and my shoes
And beaucoups of blues

Oh, sweet magnolia
Breath carried over the marsh by a breeze from the gulf
I'm coming home (coming home)
I've had me enough (I've had me enough)

Oh, where are the things I saw in my dreams?
Where's the happy that freedom should bring?
I see me today and know yesterday
That I threw away my most precious things
I see me a man who's lonely, wants only to lose
Beaucoups of blues

Oh, sweet magnolia
Breath carried over the marsh by a breeze from the gulf
I'm coming home (coming home)
I've had me enough (had me enough)
I'm coming home (coming home)
I've had me enough (I've had me enough)



Credits
Writer(s): Buzz Rabin
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