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Triumph
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Suitcase Blues
Lyricist:Rik Emmett, Mike Levine, Gil Moore
It's four in the morning, there's not a soul around This dirty hotel room has really got me down A modern day minstrel, they got my name in lights I wish these days of glamor didn't have these lonely nights
I'm on the road to fortune And I got the suitcase blues real bad
I guess I'm makin' payments of the dues that must be paid I cash another song into this endless masquerade Halfway through the circuit and headed for the coast Been gone so long I can't remember what I miss the most, ah, but
Me and Johnny Walker and the comfort that he brings Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Waitin' on the telephone that never ever rings On the lonely road of fortune And I got the suitcase blues real bad
I got the blues and I got them really bad The suitcase blues are the worst I ever had All by my lonesome and I'm halfway 'round the bend I don't mind drinkin' solo but I sure could use a friend
Oh, me and Johnny Walker and the comfort that he brings Waitin' on the telephone that never ever rings On the lonely road of fortune And I got the suitcase blues real bad
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