Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys

Brain Cloudy Blues
My brain is cloudy my soul is upside downyeah my brain is cloudy my soul is upside downWhen I get the low down down feelin' I know the blues must be someplace aroundWell you gotta treat me right day by dayGet out your little prayer book get upon your knees and prayYou're gonna need you're gonna need my help somedayAnd you're goin' to be sorry oh you treated me this wayWell good evenin' don't that sun look good goin' downwell good evenin' don't that sun look good goin' downAnd don't your home look lonesome when your lover ain't aroundnow I tried everything baby to get along with youNow I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna doI'm gonna stop my cryin' gonna leave you aloneIf you don't think I'm leaving you can count the days I'm goneCause you're gonna need you're gonna need my help somedayyou're goin' to be sorry oh you treated me this way Aus Songtexte Mania