Rosedale Junction - Brass City Blues

Make my mark.
Collect my pay
Drinkin’ gin from a Tropicana bottle
On a hot summer day
Married 15 years
To my wife
She been married to me
her whole god damn life
Got these brass city blues
Don’t know what I’m gonna do

Jive

Jive Ass Jive

I got guns
Keep me safe
Shot a man dead
right in the face
I get stoned
Cops give chase
Coke and drink
Sends me inta space
Got these brass city blues
Now what about you

Jive

Jive Ass Jive

Woman I love
Don’t love me
Threw her out the door
And took away the key
She got a new man
Dress real fine
Don’t matte’ to me
When I’m drinkin’ cheap wine
Got these brass city blues
Think I might sue

Jive

Jive Ass Jive

I broke and poor
Got bills to pay
Sweat all night
Sweat all day
High on a hill
It stand real tall
Cross of steel
My name it calls
got these brass city blues
Bet you do too

Written by:
TOBIA SORIERO

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