City Blues Lyrics

Take me back to Oklahoma

I can't stand this place

The miles and miles of concrete

Can't aid with my pain

And my darlin' bride's all alone

Heart full of blues

Calling to the Lord

For a different pair of shoes

I cut a rug in late July

Chasin' the devil

Leaving everything I've known behind

Makes my heart unsettled

The snows falling down

On the Windy City streets

My heart just grows cold

The more I sit and think

Because all I've been chasing

Is pipe bomb dreams

I sit here and dwell

With my heart on my sleeve

And I'll thumb my way out

To the nearest greyhound

And put my city blues out of style

And my hair turns to silver

More and more every day

Cause the sights I went searching

Just led me astray

I got a wad in my pocket

I'm not lacking the bread

Just need to see the Illinois

Cuttin' through my home land

Because all I've been chasing

Is pipe bomb dreams

I sit here and dwell

With my heart on my sleeve

And I'll thumb my way out

To the nearest greyhound

And put my city blues out of style

And I've had my share of this place

And it just might be the last time

I don't know

How folks make it up here when

A friend is so hard to find

It's enough to trouble my mind

Because all I've been chasing

Is pipe bomb dreams

I sit here and dwell

With my heart on my sleeve

And I'll thumb my way out

To the nearest greyhound

And put my city blues out of style

And put my city blues out of style

Put my city blues out of style