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Jerusalem Blues Video (MV)




Performed By: Back to Blue
Language: English
Length: 4:24
Written by: Eric Jordan




Back to Blue - Jerusalem Blues Lyrics
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Slept in my jeans for these last three nights
Eyes welded shut from these city lights
I smile like a shotgun, dance like the wind
Feel my money roll quickly growing thin
Slept in my jeans for these last three nights
But I feel fine - got a full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
Looking for the girl I can make my Queen
She'll have roses trailed behind, and eyes like gasoline
She'll hold my hand, and ignore the dirt
Show me the future 'neath her flowered skirt
Looking for the girl I can make my Queen
Cause I feel fine - got a full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
Words are like dust when I try to speak
Falling down in the mud with my knees so weak
Say a soft, quick prayer for 5 homemade strings,
And I'll drive a Cadillac along those Golden Streets
But words are like dust when I try to speak
But I'm still feeling fine - got this full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
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English

Slept in my jeans for these last three nights
Eyes welded shut from these city lights
I smile like a shotgun, dance like the wind
Feel my money roll quickly growing thin
Slept in my jeans for these last three nights
But I feel fine - got a full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
Looking for the girl I can make my Queen
She'll have roses trailed behind, and eyes like gasoline
She'll hold my hand, and ignore the dirt
Show me the future 'neath her flowered skirt
Looking for the girl I can make my Queen
Cause I feel fine - got a full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
Words are like dust when I try to speak
Falling down in the mud with my knees so weak
Say a soft, quick prayer for 5 homemade strings,
And I'll drive a Cadillac along those Golden Streets
But words are like dust when I try to speak
But I'm still feeling fine - got this full jug of wine
Takin' my time
Leaving these Jerusalem Blues behind
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Writer: Eric Jordan
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