Sammy Kershaw - Lovesick Blues Lyrics
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Lovesick Blues
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What Are The Lyrics For Lovesick Blues By Sammy Kershaw?
I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord
Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye Well lord I thought I would cry She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daaddy Such a beautiful dream I hate to think it's all over I've lost my heart it seems I've grown so used to you somehow Well I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome I got the lovesick blues Well I'm in love I'm in love with a beautiful gal That's what's the matter with me Well I'm in love I'm in love with a beautiful gal But she don't care about me Lord I tried and tried, to keep her satisfied But she just wouldn't stay So now that she is leavin' This is all I can say I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye Well Lord I thought I would cry She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daaddy Such a beautiful dream I hate to think it all over I've lost my heart it seems I've grown so used to you somehow Lord I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome I got the lovesick blues |
Who Wrote Lovesick Blues By Sammy Kershaw?
Cliff Friend, Irving Mills
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