Mister Blues
Ernest Tubb
Ernest Tubb, Vol. 4
Mister Blues (布鲁斯先生) - Ernest Tubb
When I come home at night
I find him sitting there
Looking at the paper in
My favorite chair
He's drinking up my coffee wearing
My house shoes
He's the fellow they call Mr Blues
Since you went away
He's been living here with me
Wish that he'd go home
Wherever that may be
I don't mean to be unkind
But he's got nothing I can use
So won't you come on back sweetheart
And run off Mr Blues
Now when I go to bed into
My room he creeps
Repeating all the gossip
He's picked up on the street
All through the night he tells me
That things they say you do
He knows that I still love you
And I hate this kind of news
But since you went away
He's been living here with me
Wish that he'd go home
Wherever that may be
I don't mean to be unkind
But he's got nothing I can use
So won't you come on back sweetheart
And run off Mr Blues