Testo Big City Blues - Sylvester
Testo della canzone Big City Blues (Sylvester), tratta dall'album Private Recordings, August 1970
Just think tonight is Thanksgiving
Everyone's going somewhere
Nobody knows that I'm living
They pass me by, I wonder why
I'm all alone every night
How I moan and how I fight
Those big city blues
I walk for miles, place to place
No one smiles to help me chase
Those big city blues
I'm like a little tot who needs a lot
Of tenderness and care
All I've got is just a lot of sorrow and despair
Won't someone please talk to me
Don't refuse, hear my plea
And help me lose those big city blues
Each evening at 6 PM
I slide out and look at them
I'm hoping some nice person will meet me, greet me
Before I know it's 12 o'clock
I feel like jumping right off the dock
Because I haven't found a person to cheer me, dear me
No one ever comes near me
I'm all alone every night
How I moan and how I fight
Those big city blues
I walk for miles, place to place
No one smiles to help me chase
Those big city blues
I'm like a little tot who needs a lot
Of tenderness and care
But all I've got is just a lot of sorrow and despair
Won't someone please talk to me
Don't refuse, hear my plea
And help me lose those big city blues
Credits
Writer(s): Sidney D. Mitchell, Con Conrad, Archie Gottler
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