Robert Coleman Trussell: Music

RUN ON HOME

(Robert Coleman Trussell)

Run On Home
Music & lyrics by Robert Coleman Trussell
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Life ain't nothin' but one big game
Everywhere I go it's much the same
I see sinners, skinners, hustlers & rustlers
It's enough to make me run home
And sing the blues

My baby done left me, said I made her sick
She said somebody hit me with the ugly stick
I said you ain't the only one when I get lonely
I can run on home
And sing the blues

I once heard a preacher on the radio
Breathing smoke & fire trying to save my soul
He had a pocketful of gold & a head full of holes
He made me run on home
And sing the blues

Up in Washington we got a president
Telling us to save all our dollars and cents
He says the going's getting rough
We better hang tough
Mr. President you made me sing the blues

Now have you ever wondered how life might be
If we had no music on the music tree
If we had no songs, no rights or wrongs
If we couldn't run home and sing the blues

But we got enough music for one more mile
I believe I can boogie for a little while
I got a good guitar & a good used car
I'm gonna barrel down that road singing the blues
Headed down that road singing the blues
Blowing down that road, mama
Singing, just singing
The blues