Matt Minglewood Rockin' The Blues
It was quite a sight, coming out of the night
I was greeting the cold, cold dawn
I thought at the time, that the thin white line
Would bring me back to my swan
But oh I was wrong and now this song
Is a song of a broken heart
It makes me sad because all that I had
Was love for that girl from the start
Now I'm back on the road again
Singing a sad, sad song again
Hooked on the white pills
My head's in the sky
Rockin' the blues till I die
Rockin' the blues till I die
Forty-five cities in 51 days
I ain't had a sleep in a week
Now it's back in the track
Before I hit the sack
I hope I don't spring a leak
This rock and roll is making me old
But I've got something to prove
From the bottom to the top
You'll never see me stop
Now that I'm on the move
Rockin' the blues
Rockin' the blues
Rockin' the blues
Rockin' the blues
Rockin' the blues till I die
