Richard Bryant You Can Blame It All On Me
Richard Bryant When you pass me on the street And someone's heart falls at your feet You can blame it all on me If you hear whistling in the dark When you can't find a place to park You can blame it all on me When you're down by the river or the creek And you can't quit your losing streak You can blame it all on me You can blame it all on me Early in his warning he'll be giving you the morning To find his misplaced blue suede shoes Blame it all on me Scratching on his fiddle don't you hate him just a little When he calls your name at night Blame it all on me You can blame it all on me When you're lying in his bed Wond'ring if you're better off dead You can blame it all on me When we're all dead and buried in the ground And you think you hear that digging sound You can blame it all on me You'd never think to blame yourself As long as there was someone else You can blame it all on -me You can blame it all on me
