D.C. Blues Songtext
von Gary Louris

It almost seems laughable
It shouldn′t be this hard
I built you this monument
With soldiers standing guard
Rainy night in Washington
The buildings look so proud
Fed upon your every word
Like manna from above


Hand me down my walking cane
Hand me down my shoes
It's my game to win
It′s my game to lose

I give to you my confidence
Although I slowly sink
Into this sea of misery
From which we deeply drink
Now I'm off to Philadelphia
On the eve of what's to come
This old boy′s got the DC blues
They′ve got me on the run