Groaning The Blues (Take 3)

Groanin the Blues - Otis Rush (欧迪斯·拉什)

Written by：Willie Dixon

I'm so tired of morning

Trying to grown

Away my blues

So tired of morning

Trying to grown

Away my blues

Yes

I keep weeping and crying

Every time

I think of you

I would rather die of starvation

Perish out

In the desert sun

I would rather die of starvation

Perish out

In the desert sun

Yes

Than to think of some other man

Holding you

In his arms

Ooo

My heart gets so heavy

Lord I shakes down in my bones

My heart gets so heavy

Lord I shakes down in my bones

Yes

I can't hurt a murderer

Yes

But I'm forced to weep and moan