Fumblin With the Blues

Friday left me fumblin' with the blues       And it's hard to win when you always lose Because the nightspots spend your spirit beat your head against the wall two dead-ends you still got to choose      You know the bartenders they all know my name        and they catch me when I'm pulling up lame and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyester shaking my head when I should be living clean in stead   You know the ladies I've been seeing off and on          well they spend your love then they're gone you can't be loving someone who is savage and cruel Take your love and then they leave on out of town... No they do... When I'm falling in love It's such a breeze but it's standing up that's so hard for me I wanna sqeeze you but I'm scared to death I'll break your back instead You know your perfume well it won't let me be You know the bartenders they all know my name        and they catch me when I'm pulling up lame and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyester shaking my head when I should be living clean in stead   so come on baby let your love light shine gotta bury me inside of your fire cause your eyes are enough to blind me you're like a-looking at the sun you gotta whisper tell me I'm the one come on and whisper tell me I'm the one gotta whisper tell me I'm the one come on and whisper tell me I'm the one