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  • 作词 : Pearl Woods/Leroy Kirkland
    作曲 : Pearl Woods/Leroy Kirkland
    Sorrow Is the street that
    I'm living on
    Across Pain
    Avenue In a town call
    Moan The people
    I see are sadder than me
    A river of tears
    Don't you know it flows by my door
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move
    Oh Lord Next door to the
    Blues Memory
    You can tell it in my talk
    My heart hurts
    Even when
    I walk I cry on
    A pillar made of stone
    Pity is my name
    And that thing called love is to blame
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move, oh
    Lord Next door to the
    Blues Bittersweet
    Is the food that
    I cook My only joy is in a storybook
    The talk I give
    Every word brings a tear
    Every hello
    Just ends with a sad goodbye
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move,
    Oh Lord Next door to the
    Blues
  • 作词 : Pearl Woods/Leroy Kirkland
    作曲 : Pearl Woods/Leroy Kirkland
    Sorrow Is the street that
    I'm living on
    Across Pain
    Avenue In a town call
    Moan The people
    I see are sadder than me
    A river of tears
    Don't you know it flows by my door
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move
    Oh Lord Next door to the
    Blues Memory
    You can tell it in my talk
    My heart hurts
    Even when
    I walk I cry on
    A pillar made of stone
    Pity is my name
    And that thing called love is to blame
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move, oh
    Lord Next door to the
    Blues Bittersweet
    Is the food that
    I cook My only joy is in a storybook
    The talk I give
    Every word brings a tear
    Every hello
    Just ends with a sad goodbye
    And I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues)
    And after all
    I've been through
    I've had to move,
    Oh Lord Next door to the
    Blues