Lyrics:
Blues May

at your door It may be a fire But you gotta get it into your heart It may be a warm wind That tries to blow your heart away It may walk into your life

Translation: May, Brian. Blues Breaker.

(Arthur "Blind Willie" Reynolds) If you lose your money, great God, don't lose your mind. If you lose your money, great God, don't lose your mind. And

cold and barren place And the other guy turned and spilled Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain? They're ok the last days of may, I

on down where the beaches are He wrote her name in the sand Never even let go of her hand Somehow they stayed that way For those 5 days in May Made all

you may be blue but you dark my day throw shadows my way break my mind while you say that you've been treating me kind who are you foolin'? my time with

Translation: Blue Oyster Cult. Then Came The Last Days Of May.

Translation: Blue Rodeo. Five Days In May.

Translation: Blue Rodeo. 5 Days In May.