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Текст: Luther Allison. Living In The House Of The Blues.

Whoa, when I woke up this mornin'
I had my head layin' in my hand
Ooh, when I woke up this mornin'
I had my head layin' in my hand
I can't go on givin'
If I'm livin' in the house of the blues

Lord, I had a fever
My body cold and wrecked with pain
Yes, I had such a fever
Felt like I was goin' up in flame
If I don't get my baby back
I know I'm never gonna be the same

She told me she loved me
And I just laughed and played the fool
Whoa, I thought she was crazy
And I thought I was cool
But oh, but the lesson I learned
It's time for me to go back to another school

Listen to me, baby
Hear every word I said
I need you here beside me
'Cause without it, I'd be dead

I done lost everything
Everything a man can lose
I can't go on givin'
Still in the house of the blues

She told me that she loved me
But I just laughed and played the fool
I thought she was crazy
And I thought that I was bein' cool
Well, I can't go on givin'
If I'm livin' in the house of the blues

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