Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley
I’ve tried for a long time but I think I can’t win
I’d do it all better if I could do it a-gain
Wherever I’m going it’s the same place I been
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
Outside it was hot but inside I am cold
The eyes of the young met the eyes of the old
And what they were thinking I’ll never be told
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
Then an old lady asked me bout this new daylight time
I said it don’t matter and she said I don’t mind
Then the bus driver said you still owe me a dime
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
I can’t get no job and I can’t get no rest
I started out east and I ended up west
And I’m so glad to be here I’m sure, I would guess
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
I might have to leave you, I think’s what she said
Wish I could sleep ‘stead of tossing in bed
And I find myself thinking I’d be better off dead
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
Ain’t it a cold, cold world
Cold Cold World was written by Blaze Foley.