Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Albert King
Like most blues songs, through an extremely appropriate (in this case emotional::natural) metaphor, sing about sex, and this song is absolutely no excuse from this statement. The metaphor here, which still echoes through the years, is that of so much sadness (from being left by a lover) that it at l...
The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street
I been lookin' for my baby, yeah, an' I wonder where can she be
I saw my baby early one mornin', an' she was walkin' on down the street
I saw my baby early one mornin', an' she was walkin' on down the street
You know it hurt me so bad, yeah, it made my poor heart skip a beat
I got a bad feelin', my baby don't love me no more
I got a real bad, bad feelin', my baby don't love me no more
You know the sky is cryin', yeah, the tears rollin' down my nose
The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street
The Sky Is Crying was written by Bobby Robinson & Elmore James.
The Sky Is Crying was produced by Al Jackson Jr..