Black Cotton Blues - Tape Five

hey.

Woke up this mornin'

to a clock in the afternoon.

Couldnt find no sleep last night,

but im tryin' to feel alright.

My brain is ringin' with the any old chords,

I sing hallelijah and I praise the lord.

it keeps on burning,

it keeps on burning,

it keeps on burning my brain.

Red is the color of my dancin' shoes,

black cotton and I feel the blues.

white is my shirt but its no use,

i wear black cotton when i sing the blues.

Went to bed that evning,

four o’clock in the morning light.

Rossin' and turnin deep in my dreams,

was haunted by spirits till' i gave up the fight.

they keep on burning

they keep on burning

they keep on burning, must ben it’s a sin.

Red is the color of my daning shoes,

black cotton and I feel the blues.

White is my shirt but its no use

I wear black cotton when I feel the blues.

ooh black cotton, when I sing the blues

(music)

I was ridin a horse with no name (ho ho ho)

played the wrong chips, in the wrong game.

I only lookin for some peace of mind

I keep on searching cause' its so hard to find.

Red is the color of my dancing shoes,

black cotton and i feel the blues.

White is my shirt but its no use,

I wear black cotton when i sing the blues.

ooh black cotton

oooooo

ooh black cotton

when i sing the blues

Red, thats the color of my dancing shoes

black cotton, and I

feel

feel

feel

feel

feel

feel

but its no use,

I wear black cotton when i sing the blues.