It's a strange situation, this blues ain't right.
I'm waitin' for a phonecall, in the middle of the night.
What a fool I've been, listenin'to your lies
Just another shot of whiskey, I keep wondering why.
It's 4.30 in the morning and I've never felt so sad thinkin'about the past days, really drives me mad.
I can't stop worryin', I think I have to cry
another shot of whiskey, I still wonder why.
Seems te me that whatever comes your way
tomorrow ia a promise to no one.
But I don't know what I'm gonna do
I think you did what had to be done
Ijust wasn't good enough for you
and I found out that tomorrow ia a promise to no one.
It's 7.15 in the morning, I'm ready to go to bed.
Feel like leavin' tomorrow and look what's up ahead.
I gotta move on and give it a try.
My bottle is empty and I still wonder why
my bottle is still empty....
Seems to me that whatever comes my way
tomorrow is a promis to no one
I'm waitin' for a phonecall, in the middle of the night.
What a fool I've been, listenin'to your lies
Just another shot of whiskey, I keep wondering why.
It's 4.30 in the morning and I've never felt so sad thinkin'about the past days, really drives me mad.
I can't stop worryin', I think I have to cry
another shot of whiskey, I still wonder why.
Seems te me that whatever comes your way
tomorrow ia a promise to no one.
But I don't know what I'm gonna do
I think you did what had to be done
Ijust wasn't good enough for you
and I found out that tomorrow ia a promise to no one.
It's 7.15 in the morning, I'm ready to go to bed.
Feel like leavin' tomorrow and look what's up ahead.
I gotta move on and give it a try.
My bottle is empty and I still wonder why
my bottle is still empty....
Seems to me that whatever comes my way
tomorrow is a promis to no one