Johnny Winter. White Hot Blues. Memory Pain. Zeneszám
Serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
Hey, to be alone
Lawd, serve me right to suffer
Oh! Serve me right to be alone
Hey, to be alone
You know I'm still livin' with a memory
Of the days that's passed and gone
The days that's passed and gone
Everytime I see a woman
Hey, hey, it make me think of mine
Yeah
Ohh, everytime I see a woman
Oh, It make me think of mine
Make me think of mine
But the way she treat me
Lord, I just can't keep from cryin'
Oh, can't keep from cryin'
Oh yeah
Ohh
Serve me right to suffer
Ohh
Serve me right to be alone
Ohh yeah
When I get home in the evenin'
Hey, hey, my woman would be gone
Yes she would be gone
Ohh, when I get home in the evenin'
Hmm, my old lady would be gone
Oh! she would be gone
When I get up in the mornin'
Her lights would just be comin' home
Just be comin' home
Ohh yea
Look out now
Yea
Yea
Ohh, serve me right to suffer
Hey, hey, serve me right to be alone
Serve me right to be alone
Hmm, serve me right to suffer
Ohh, serve me right to be alone, uh
Yes to be alone
'Cause I'm still livin' with a memory
Of the days that's passed and gone
The days that's passed and gone
Serve me right to be alone
Hey, to be alone
Lawd, serve me right to suffer
Oh! Serve me right to be alone
Hey, to be alone
You know I'm still livin' with a memory
Of the days that's passed and gone
The days that's passed and gone
Everytime I see a woman
Hey, hey, it make me think of mine
Yeah
Ohh, everytime I see a woman
Oh, It make me think of mine
Make me think of mine
But the way she treat me
Lord, I just can't keep from cryin'
Oh, can't keep from cryin'
Oh yeah
Ohh
Serve me right to suffer
Ohh
Serve me right to be alone
Ohh yeah
When I get home in the evenin'
Hey, hey, my woman would be gone
Yes she would be gone
Ohh, when I get home in the evenin'
Hmm, my old lady would be gone
Oh! she would be gone
When I get up in the mornin'
Her lights would just be comin' home
Just be comin' home
Ohh yea
Look out now
Yea
Yea
Ohh, serve me right to suffer
Hey, hey, serve me right to be alone
Serve me right to be alone
Hmm, serve me right to suffer
Ohh, serve me right to be alone, uh
Yes to be alone
'Cause I'm still livin' with a memory
Of the days that's passed and gone
The days that's passed and gone
Winter, Johnny
White Hot Blues
Winter, Johnny
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