Groaning the Blues Songtext
von Eric Clapton

Oh, I′m so tired of moaning
Trying to groan away my blues

I'm so tired of moaning
Oh, trying to groan away my blues

I keep weeping and crying
Oh, every time i think of you

I would rather die of starvation
Perish out in the desert sun


I would rather die of starvation
Oh, perish out in the desert sun

Then to think of some other man
Oh, holding you in his arms

My heart gets so heavy

Lord, I shake down in my bones

My heart gets so heavy

Lord, I shake down in my bones

I can′t hurt a murderer

Oh lord, but I'm forced to weep and moan