So many times you tried to take the best of me So many times, now you're gonna take the rest of me Better look at what you're doing, before it's too late
end Bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend I still can't believe it, after all we've been through Everyday I will play the blues Everybody knows what the blues
I used to wake up in the mornin' with an achin' head I couldn't remember anything I'd said My friends told me, I was gettin' out of line If it wasn't
What is it that you want from me? I really wish I knew I try so hard to do my best But it's not good enough for you Over and over again We will make
Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel, and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine in those
(D. Bennett) What can you say? There isn't much to tell. I'm going downhill and I blame myself. I've been jumpin' at shadows, thinking 'bout my
The sky is crying Look at the tears rollin' down the street The sky is crying Look at the tears rollin' down the street I've been lookin' for my baby
