Karrin Allyson - West Coast Blues

I got a baby on the East Coast
A gig going on the West Coast
A suitcase full of sorrows
I'm so tired of paying traveling dues
I'm lonely in the evening
No use make believing
Anyone else could make me happy
Like my little darling
One of these days
I'm gonna pack my bags and go way back home
Where I can see my baby
On the East Coast
I got the blues

I got a baby on the East Coast
A gig going on the West Coast
A suitcase full of sorrows
I'm so tired of paying traveling dues
I'm lonely in the evening
No use make believing
Anyone else could make me happy
Like my little darling
One of these days
I'm gonna pack my bags and go way back home
Where I can see my baby
On the East Coast
I got the blues

I got a baby on the East Coast
A gig going on the West Coast
A suitcase full of sorrows
I'm so tired of paying traveling dues
I'm lonely in the evening
No use make believing
Anyone else could make me happy
Like my little darling
One of these days
I'm gonna pack my bags and go way back home
Where I can see my baby
On the East Coast
I got the blues

One of these days
I'm gonna pack my bags and go way back home
Where I can see my baby
On the East Coast
I got the blues

Written by:
Sascha Burland, John Leslie Montgomery

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