Runnin Blues by Walter Trout Lyrics
RUNNING BLUES
Everybody knows the way you lie, nowhere to go, you’ve got no place to hide
Nothing to do but runaway, Ain’t nobody who believes a word you say
-Better put on your running shoes, All you got left is the running blues
You were doing ok, but you blew your chance, now nobody want to see you do your thing
So turn around, walk out that door, nobody wants to see you here no more
-Now you’re gonna have to pay your dues, All you got left is the running blues
Its easy to see besides the truth, your house your cars they fell in on you
Take a good look where they got you now, the evil you do comes back at you somehow
-You ain’t nothing but yesterday’s news, All you got left is the running blues
SOLO/ RIFF (quiet)/ BRIDGE
Tell me what’s the truth to you. Is it what you say, or is it the things you do?
You know the way telling wrong from right, look at yourself, how do you sleep at night
-You’re the end result of the things you choose, All you got left is the running blues
-You’re the end result of the things you choose, All you got left (break)
After all the nasty things you’ve done..You’ve been telling little lies to everyone
Now you better put on your running shoes, Cos all you got left is the running blues
RIFF- SOLO- DRUM ROLLS-RIFF –END!
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Everybody knows the way you lie, nowhere to go, you’ve got no place to hide
Nothing to do but runaway, Ain’t nobody who believes a word you say
-Better put on your running shoes, All you got left is the running blues
You were doing ok, but you blew your chance, now nobody want to see you do your thing
So turn around, walk out that door, nobody wants to see you here no more
-Now you’re gonna have to pay your dues, All you got left is the running blues
Its easy to see besides the truth, your house your cars they fell in on you
Take a good look where they got you now, the evil you do comes back at you somehow
-You ain’t nothing but yesterday’s news, All you got left is the running blues
SOLO/ RIFF (quiet)/ BRIDGE
Tell me what’s the truth to you. Is it what you say, or is it the things you do?
You know the way telling wrong from right, look at yourself, how do you sleep at night
-You’re the end result of the things you choose, All you got left is the running blues
-You’re the end result of the things you choose, All you got left (break)
After all the nasty things you’ve done..You’ve been telling little lies to everyone
Now you better put on your running shoes, Cos all you got left is the running blues
RIFF- SOLO- DRUM ROLLS-RIFF –END!
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