Deluxe Blues Band - Let The Bluesman Cry | Текст песни

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Let The Bluesman Cry

Look down the dirty street, it's seems like a lonely man,
Black leather guitar case, gun in the right hand.
Wiskey and the motel room - that's all that buddy needs,
He does not have any friends, no women and no cheats.

Silence in the empty rooms, just like somebody die,
Rainy days are coming soon, but now let the bluesman cry...

Look at his broken soul, there is no any place for lies,
But, when he plays the blues, he just always closes his eyes.
Tired trains and dusty roads, dives with cheapest food -
Nobody waits, nobody will come, nobody will make a fool.

And all what he is got to do - is only slowly play (about)
Holy sadness, lonely nights - that's the bluesman way...

When the night will come at city, he goes out down the street,
This man will carry his guitar, while standing on her knees.
Dreams and memories they are living in his useless songs,
He does not regret a things, that's he was making wrong.

And even through the many years no one will search this guy,
But somewhere devil crying quiet, when the bluesman die...


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