Gary Moore - Story of the Blues [Single Edit] Lyrics

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Story of the Blues [Single Edit]
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Story of the Blues [Single Edit] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Story of the Blues [Single Edit] By Gary Moore?
My baby she left me, my baby she's gone. My sweet little angel has spread her wings and flown. Can't think of a reason for going on. From this day I will play the blues. She said it was over, this time it's the end. Bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend. I still can't believe it, after all we've been through. Everyday I will play the blues. Everybody knows what the blues is all about. It's a pain you can't live with. It's a woman you can't live without. She came from Chicago. She read me the news. In the headlines was a story of the blues. They say a broken heart can always mend. Time is the healer and sadness will end. But I've done so much crying, when will I laugh again? Till that day I will play the blues. Everybody knows what the blues is all about. It's a pain you can't live with. It's a woman you can't live without. Could have cried me a river when they told me the news. On that day was a story of the blues.
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Who Wrote Story of the Blues [Single Edit] By Gary Moore?
Gary Moore
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What's The Duration Of The Story of the Blues [Single Edit] By Gary Moore?The duration of Story of the Blues [Single Edit] is 4:34 minutes and seconds. |
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