Next door to the blues
par Etta James
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Sorrow
Is the street that I´m living on
Across Pain Avenue
In a town call Moan
The people I see are sadder than me
A river of tears
Don´t you know it flows by my door
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move
Oh Lord
Next door to the Blues
Memory
You can tell it in my talk
My heart hurts
Even when I walk
I cry on
A pillar made of stone
Pity is my name
And that thing called love is to blame
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move, oh Lord
Next door to the Blues
Bittersweet
Is the food that I cook
My only joy is in a storybook
The talk I give
Every word brings a tear
Every hello
Just ends with a sad goodbye
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move, Oh Lord
Next door to the Blues
Is the street that I´m living on
Across Pain Avenue
In a town call Moan
The people I see are sadder than me
A river of tears
Don´t you know it flows by my door
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move
Oh Lord
Next door to the Blues
Memory
You can tell it in my talk
My heart hurts
Even when I walk
I cry on
A pillar made of stone
Pity is my name
And that thing called love is to blame
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move, oh Lord
Next door to the Blues
Bittersweet
Is the food that I cook
My only joy is in a storybook
The talk I give
Every word brings a tear
Every hello
Just ends with a sad goodbye
And I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
Yes I´m living
(Next door to the Blues)
And after all I´ve been through
I´ve had to move, Oh Lord
Next door to the Blues