Lyrics Eric Burdon – 44 Blues
Text:
I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore
I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore
Well I’m wondering everybody where did my baby go
Take this weapon as a gift son
May it serve you all your life
You know my blood is running cold
And my trigger finger is turning white
Cold as ice
You know my blood is running cold
And my trigger finger is turning white
Cold as ice
I hold those fat brass bullets
Each one feels as cold as ice
I hold those fat brass bullets
Each one feels as cold as ice
I keeps it under my pillow
Just to get me through the night
Well I’m so mad this morning
I don’t know where in the world to go
Well I’m so mad this morning
I don’t know where in the world to go
And now I’m lookin’ for mister money so I can get myself some dough
I’m lookin’ for mister money
So I can get myself some dough
Album
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Eric Burdon – Devil Run
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Eric Burdon – Slow Moving Train
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Eric Burdon – GTO
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Eric Burdon – Feeling Blue
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