Beaucoups Of Blues - Buzz Rabin
I Left Louisian, I Had Me Big Plans
To Go Out And Take Me All Over This Land.
To See Me The World, I Left My Sweet Girl
And Gave It A Whirl But Now Here I Stand,
Along Side The Road With Holes In My Soul And My Shoes
And Beaucoups Of Blues.
Oh, Sweet Magnolia,
Breath Carried Over The Marsh By A Breeze From The Gulf.
I'm Coming Home, (Coming Home)
I've Had Me Enough.
Oh, Where Are The Things I Saw In My Dreams?
Where's The Happy That Freedom Should Bring?
I See Me Today And Know Yesterday
That I Threw Away My Most Precious Things.
I See Me A Man Who's Lonely, Wants Only To Lose
Beaucoups Of Blues.
Oh, Sweet Magnolia,
Breath Carried Over The Marsh By A Breeze From The Gulf.
I'm Coming Home, (Coming Home)
I've Had Me Enough.
I'm Coming Home, (Coming Home)
I've Had Me Enough.