Eddie Meduza
I'm A No Good Writer

Longtime ago when I was young
I bought a guitar, in the little shop in town
Then I went home and practiced every day
And not before too long I started writing songs that I would play

Everyone who heard my songs
Told me that it wouldn't be too long
Before I would be a famous music writer

And every night I sat alone listen to the radio
And then I thought soon it will be my turn
Each night when folks came to my place
I picked my guitar up and played the songs I've made

I was told I'd be a millionaire
And when they heard my songs they said it
won't be too long until you're there

Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turned out to be a lousy fighter

When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I'm a no good writer

All the letters that I write to my folks are full of
lies when I writing about the fortune that I made
When I left my mama said silly boy don't lose
your head, now I'm wishing by my god that I had stayed

Longtime ago when I was young
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
… its old and tired strings
It sounds so sad and wrong just like the lonely songs I always sing

Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turn out to be a lousy fighter

When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I'm a no good writer

Worn out shoes still got the blues


Mirror lyrics:

Worn out shoes still got the blues

And I was told I'm a no good writer
All important people put me down
When I came to this big town

I guess I turn out to be a lousy fighter
Every day now is a fight I lose
Worn out shoes still got the blues

It sounds so sad and wrong just like the lonely songs I always sing
… its old and tired strings
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
Longtime ago when I was young

your head, now I'm wishing by my god that I had stayed
When I left my mama said silly boy don't lose
lies when I writing about the fortune that I made
All the letters that I write to my folks are full of

And I was told I'm a no good writer
All important people put me down
When I came to this big town

I guess I turned out to be a lousy fighter
Every day now is a fight I lose
Worn out shoes still got the blues

won't be too long until you're there
And when they heard my songs they said it
I was told I'd be a millionaire

I picked my guitar up and played the songs I've made
Each night when folks came to my place
And then I thought soon it will be my turn
And every night I sat alone listen to the radio

Before I would be a famous music writer
Told me that it wouldn't be too long
Everyone who heard my songs

And not before too long I started writing songs that I would play
Then I went home and practiced every day
I bought a guitar, in the little shop in town
Longtime ago when I was young


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