Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
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Chris Rea
Don't tell me 'bout the blues
I got some blues of my own
Don't tell me 'bout the blues
I got my own broken bones
I was born this way
I don't get to choose
Don't tell me about the blues
Don't you tell me about the blues
Don't you treat me like a fool
You're acting like some kind of teacher
But the blues ain't got no rules
I've lost so much
Got nothing left to lose
Don't tell me about the blues