Otis Rush Groaning The Blues
im so tired of moaning trying to groan away my blues
im so tired of moaning trying to groan away my blues
i keep weeping and crying every time i think of you
i would rather die of starvation perish out in the desert sun
i would rather die of starvation perish out in the desert sun
than to think of some other man holding you in his arms
my heart gets so heavy lord i shakes down in my bones
my heart gets so heavy lord i shakes down in my bones
i cant hurt a murderer oh lord but im forced to weep and moan
