It's four in the morning,
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There's not a soul around
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This dirty hotel room
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Has really got me down
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A modern day minstrel,
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They got my name in lights
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I wish these days of glamour
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Didn't have these lonely nights
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I'm on the road to fortune
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And I got the suitcase blues real bad
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I guess I'm makin' payments
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For the dues that must be paid
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I cash another song
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Into this endless masquerade
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Halfway through the circuit
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And headed for the coast
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Been gone so long
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I can't remember
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What I miss the most, ah, but,
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Me and Johnny Walker,
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And the comfort that he brings,
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Waitin' on the telephone
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That never, ever rings
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On the lonely road to fortune,
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And I got the suitcase blues real bad
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I got the blues
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And I got them really bad
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The suitcase blues
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Are the worst I ever had
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All by my lonesome
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And I'm halfway 'round the bend
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I don't mind drinkin' solo
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But I sure could use a friend
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Me and Johnny Walker,
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And the comfort that he brings,
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Waitin' on the telephone
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That never, ever rings
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On the lonely road to fortune,
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And I got the suitcase blues real bad
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Suitcase Blues
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| Triumph |
