Broken Busted Blues

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Clara Smith - Pop, Jazz

Broken Busted Blues

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Duration: 3:28

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Lyrics

I'm in a lonely state Thumbing to ride a freight All by myself, all by myself Longing to squeeze a plate Never a time but late Never got help, I'm craving poor wealth Everyone knows that I am walking on my toes So many a times I've sighed Many a times I've cried No place to eat, no place to sleep Looked up my family tree No one is left but me Down in the sea there's rest for me This way of living, easy comes and easy go I've got thosе broken busted blues I feel bad I'vе got those can't be trusted blues Gee, I'm sad I haven't got a dime, I'm always wasting time Doing every little thing just to change my mind I'm just a lonesome rolling stone Day by day No place that I can call my home I must say That there is no place like Down in Alabamy Where I left my mammy I'm longing for some news 'Cause I've got those broken busted Got those can't be trusted blues That there is no place like Down in Alabamy Where I left my mammy I'm longing for some news 'Cause I've got those broken busted Got those can't be trusted blues

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Credits

Writers
  • Edgar Dowell
  • Henry Troy