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Suitcase Blues

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Just A Game

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Lyrics

It's four in the morning, there's not a soul around
This dirty hotel room has really got me down
A modern day minstrel, they got my name in lights
I wish these days of glamour didn't have these lonely nights
I'm on the road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

I guess I'm makin' payments of the dues that must be paid
I cash another song
Into this endless masquerade
Halfway through the circuit and headed for the coast
Been gone so long I can't remember
What I miss the most ah, but
Me and Johnny Walker, and the comfort that he brings,
Waitin' on the telephone that never, ever rings
On the lonely road of fortune,
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

I got the blues and I got them really bad
The suitcase blues are the worst I ever had
All by my lonesome and I'm halfway 'round the bend
I don’t mind Drinkin' solo but I sure could use a friend

Oh
Me and Johnny Walker, and the comfort that he brings,
Waitin' on the telephone that never, ever rings
On the lonely road of fortune,
And I got the suitcase blues real bad

Credits

Written by: R. Emmet
© 1979 BMG/Careers Music Inc (ASCAP/SOCAN)