Hoyt Axton Blue Prelude
Oh let me sigh,
Yeah let me cry, when I'm blue,
Let me go away from this lonesome town,
It won't be long till my song will be through,
Because I know I'm on my last,
go round.
All the love I couldn't steal,
MMmmMMm
Beg or borrow
Would not ease all of this pain in my soul.
For what is love but a prelude to sorrow
With a heartbreak ahead for a goal.
Here I go
Don't you know why I'm leaving.
I got the blues.
What can I lose?
MmmMMm
Goodbye ..
