Michael Bublé
Michael Bublé - Learnin' The Blues songtekst
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The tables are empty The dance floor's deserted You play the same love song It's the tenth time you've heard it And that's the beginning Just one of those clues You've had your first lesson In learning the blues The cigarettes you light One after another Won't help you forget her Or the way that you love her You're only burning A torch you can't move But you're on the right track For learning the blues When you're at home alone The blues will haunt you constantly When you're out in a crowd The blues will haunt your memory The nights when you don't sleep The whole night you're crying But you can't forget her Soon you'll stop trying You'll walk the floor And wear out your shoes When you're feeling your heart break You're learning the blues