Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
Chris Ducey
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
Ah-ah-ah
The south has become a legalised grave of sin
The north doesn't help by sticking their noses in
The rate of crime is twice what it used to be
I even hear tell the law's been looking for me
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
Ah-ah-ah
The value of a dollar has dropped since the war began
Even so it has more value than the life of a man
Everybody's crying 'bout a bill they refuse to pay
More poor souls that get lost every day
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
Ah-ah-ah
Mother nature's even choked with the filth in the air
The poor get poorer and I really don't think they care
Money's even bought life in its purity
I even hear tell the law's been looking for me
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
I got the blues blues blues and worn out pair of shoes
And I'm ready to start over again
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah