In the morning i'm walking down the backstreet With my sadness dreams with my little dog Yasterday when i was drunk my baby left me She is been gone and i don't now where she goes
Raindrops folling on my head and on my jacket Raining down on me and flowing to my shoes Through the days i have no money in my pocket Through the night i've got a lonesome blues
Raindrops folling on my hat and on my jacket Raining down by me and flowing to my shoes Through the days i have no money in my pocket Through the night i've got a lonesome blues