Lyrics:
Blues Porter

I'm havin' a hard time tryin' to forget the blues They're playin' lonely music on the jukebox The song they're singin' makes me wanna cry 'Cause it reminds

is the blues Wonder what she'll name our baby someone else is helping her to choose I only know my heart is broken everything she touches is the blues

Translation: Wagoner, Porter. Tryin' To Forget The Blues.

Last Saturday night I looked like a princess dressed in calico Now blue Monday washday I look like a lady hobo Just rubbin' and a scrubbin' and a raisin

Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone

Oui moi je suis l'autonomiste De la Porte d'Orleans Le 14eme arrondissement Possede sa langue et sa culture Et l'autoroute Porte d'Orleans C'est le debut

chez drogue-secours On sait jamais, p?t?etre ben qu?y livrent Je l?sais, y faudrait ben que je sorte Oui, mais mes blues passent pu dans?porte Le frigidaire

Translation: Wagoner, Porter. Blue Moon Of Kentucky.

Oui moi je suis l'autonomiste De la Porte d'Orleans Le 14eme arrondissement Possede sa langue et sa culture Et l'autoroute Porte d'Orleans C'est le debut