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letra de cosmic american blues - (ojr) oliver john-rodgers

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[verse 1]
twenty-one years old i was living in new york city
waiting tables downtown, trying to save a pretty penny
my dreams were so big, my head high in the clouds
i knew the day would come i’d finally step out

[bridge]
i would board that plane in a pair of [?] boots
i’m for paris, france with these cosmic american blues

[verse 2]
come sunday on the first on june, i land in the city of light
pretty soon i was staying out late, getting drunk, singing songs all night
rosé, chill for days, it’s a bargain on the [?]
dressin’ up came a girl with cherry blonde curls named red

[bridge]
she said monsieur brooklyn, won’t you play me one more tune?
then we can head back to my place and you can sing your cosmic american blues

[verse 3]
one night, we were passing bottles down by the old c-n-l
getting loud, drawing a crowd, people [?]
3 a.m. in the sleepy [?], it’s a party in the streets
[?] when you look up, you know what i see?
[bridge]
it’s the port authority come to give me real bad news
they drove me down to the station, i was pleading my cosmic american blues

[instrumental]

[verse 4]
ten to four, four on the floor when they threw in the short corner
i begged for a chinese lawyer, said i’m only just a poor foreigner
i took aim with six strings pointed in their direction
chained up, i was kicking and screaming, my guitar was not a weapon

[bridge]
they said, [?]
but all i wanted was some wine to feel fine with my cosmic american blues

[outro]
oh, it’s what they do to me
they get me so low, i get so low
and i swear, it’s what they do to me
they get me so low, i get so low
and i swear, it’s what they do to me
they get me so low, i get so low
and i swear, it’s what they do to me
they get me so low, i get so low

- ojr oliver john rodgers

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