
letra de suitcase blues - triumph
it’s four in the morning,
there’s not a soul around
this dirty hotel room
has really got me down
a modern day minstrel,
they got my name in lights
i wish these days of glamour
didn’t have these lonely nights
i’m on the road to fortune
and i got the suitcase blues real bad
i guess i’m makin’ payments
for the dues that must be paid
i cash another song
into this endless masquerade
halfway through the circuit
and headed for the coast
been gone so long
i can’t remember
what i miss the most, ah, but,
me and johnny walker,
and the comfort that he brings,
waitin’ on the telephone
that never, ever rings
on the lonely road to fortune,
and i got the suitcase blues real bad
i got the blues
and i got them really bad
the suitcase blues
are the worst i ever had
all by my lonesome
and i’m halfway ’round the bend
i don’t mind drinkin’ solo
but i sure could use a friend
me and johnny walker,
and the comfort that he brings,
waitin’ on the telephone
that never, ever rings
on the lonely road to fortune,
and i got the suitcase blues real bad
letras aleatórias
- letra de what it always was - sarah saint james
- letra de ball & a dream - dicey ray
- letra de orgi macht rap - king orgasmus one
- letra de lies - kio (uk)
- letra de eigen schuld - metejoor
- letra de let it go - lesley glassford
- letra de the moon in the west - bmsg west
- letra de inferno - anti-00
- letra de lay your life down - orgone
- letra de fringe of permanence - ambergaze