Joe Bonamassa

Twenty-Four Hour Blues
Every morning when I wake up Lord, I cry a pool of tears Seven days now, since you left me Well, it seems like seven years Loneliness keeps hanging around my door An unwanted friend I can't lose Every day the same dog-gone thing Twenty-four hour blues Lonely minutes turn into hours I keep waiting by the telephone But you don't call me, I guess I'll be Spending another sleepless night alone I can't seem to get myself together Without you it's all bad news Every day the same dog-gone thing Twenty-four hour blues If you don't hurry on back to me Then I have nothing left to lose Just these four gray walls Twenty-four hour blues Every day the same dog-gone thing Twenty-four hour blues From Letras Mania