Lonesome Day Blues - Live at National Car Rental Center, Sunrise, FL - February 2002

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Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day
 Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day
 I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away
 Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floor
 They're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor
 When I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door
 Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
 Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
 My sister, she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore
 Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months
 Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months
 Don't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even once
 Well the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
 Well the road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
 Funny, the things you have the hardest time parting with are the things you need the least
 Well, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive
 I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive
 Set my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive
 I seen your lover man comin', comin' across the barren fields
 I see your lover man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fields
 He not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he steals
 Well my captain, he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled
 My captain, he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled
 He's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been killed
 Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was
 Last night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was
 Yeah I tell myself something's coming, but it never does
 I'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd
 I'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowd
 I'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proud
 Well, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the shelf
 Leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelf
 You're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself

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Duration
07:35
Key
7
Tempo
94 BPM

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