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I once had love and plenty of money
Yes I did. Someway, somehow I know I failed Yes I did Now all, all I have in my pocket, All I can give account of Is a nickel and a nail All, all I have is a nickel and a nail My friends, oh no-no-no They just don't know. The feel, deep down in their hearts They think I'm doing swell But they don't know 'Cause Every now and then I smile And I jingle Yes I do All you hear me jingeling Is a nickel and a nail A nickel and a nail, My chain, my price to see But I still, Feel the need to be loved, baby Hammering inside of me A nickel and a nail, My chain, my price to see But I still, Feel the need to be loved, baby Hammering inside of me You said a long time ago, You said the dream was gonna be believed You said "you'll see" I think you better get that on, On some lonesome, lonesome trail. You gotta leave here. Oh baby I'm wondering How d'you expect for me to make it, I don't believe I will. Oh baby I can't make it, On a nickel and a nail If I get sleepy All I've got baby Is a nickel and a nail If I get lonely I can bend the nickel The nail won't spin. If I get in trouble If I get in jail I would have enough money To pay my bail Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby They gone too far. Said "they gone too far". Can't do it. They gone too far. |
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You know you get the strangest feelin'
Yea, when a guitar plays the blues You know you get the strangest little feelin' Yea, when a guitar plays the blues You know your body gets a message Yea, your soul has got to groove You know you might even batch your eye Yea, you might even snatch a cry Yea the feelin' you're feelin' within ya, Well you know you just can't hide You got to bend it like that [guitar bend] You kinda' squeeze it like this [guitar squeeze] And it reaches down inside you Yea, your soul, it just can't resist 'Cause you get the strangest kinda' feelin' Yea, when a guitar plays the blues You know your body gets a message Yea, your soul, your soul, your soul has got to move [guitar solo] And when the music's over Mmm, it's time to turn out the lights You know the blues goes home with you Yea, that sooths you through the night You get the strangest kinda' feelin' Yea, when a guitar plays the blues You know your body gets a message And your soul, your soul, your soul has got to move [guitar solo] |
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