Текст песни The Man Who Sings The Blues

He's livin' in the past

He ain't livin' now

Picking up bad habits that the law does not allow

He's the man who thinks you wear a woman like a suit

He's the man who makes a contest outta payin' dues

He's the man who's done everything

To make sure that he'd lose

He's the man who sings the blues

He talks about the whiskey

He talks about the smack

Talks about the monkey

But there's nothin' on his back

He hands you a dollar but the ink stays on your hand

There's nothing about everything that he'll ever understand
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Whiskey to the Indians and dynamite to the Jews

He's the man who sings the blues

And he's so low down

He's so low down

He's so down, down, down

Dreamland, dreamland

You take part in a dream

Wher nothin' that you see

Is a piece of what it seems

Superheroes slippin' and slidin' by from wing to wing

Some of 'em chance to dance, and some of 'em chance to sing

I can't blame the blues man

He's just one of the crew

He's the man who sings the blues