[ Предположительная тональность: C ] The Blues C G F He's gonna tell you 'bout his dear old mother C Burned up in a factory in Springfield, Mass. G F He's gonna tell you 'bout his baby brother C Am D G Hustlin' down the city streets and selling his ass for a dollar bag He's gonna tell you 'bout his uncle Neddy Locked up in a prison out in Oregon He's gonna tell you 'bout his best friend Eddie Killed in a bar fight with a pair of marines and a sailor, Oh Chorus: C Am He's got the blues, this boy F He's got the blues G You can hear it in his music C Am He's got the blues, this boy F He's got the blues G You can hear it, you can hear it Am /Ab /G /F# When I was nine years old my daddy ran away G C With a woman he met on a train, oh Am /Ab /G /F# His little boy ran to the room where his piano lay in wait for him G C He played and he played, he played and he played Chorus A year ago, I met a girl I thought we'd hit a massive groove But she dumped me and all we'd hit were the blues Chorus by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com