Louis Jordan - Roamin' Blues Lyrics
Left Chicago in the summer, New York in the fall,Detroit in the winter didn't prove a thing at allI got those roamin' bluesYes I got those roamin' bluesCan't find no place to settleWoo I got those roamin' bluesJoined a club in old Saint Louis, that G.I. free loot clubStood in line so long man, wore my legs down to a nubI hit the road againYes I hit the road againCan't find no place to settleSo I hit the road againI thought I'd made it Jack in good old Albuquerq'I was on the wrong track, you know they tried to make me work- ain't that a killer?I hit the road right quickYes that judge was much too slickCan't find no place to settleWoo I hit the road right quickThen Las Vegas was the next stop, that fast town left me weakThe dice man made twelve passes and I was up the well-known creekThose gamblers put me downYes I had to walk right out of townMm-mm, that ain't no place to settleMmm, I had to walk right out of townAh but I hit the greatest town of all, Frantic FriscoGot me a gal with plenty gold and she just won't let me goI think I've found a placeYes I got my boots all lacedFound me a home, don't have to roam, it's good news,I've lost those roamin' blues
