Hard Luck, Hard Times (Chase These Blues Away)

Hard luck, hard times they've come my way I just lost my job, I've got bills to pay I ain't got no money now I'm losing my home And I walks these streets with no place to go I took a chance for a better life Now I'm saddled with debt for the rest of my life If there's a solution, I haven't a clue It'll take a whole lot of money to chase away these blues Can you spare me some change so I can ease my mind I've been searching for solace in this bottle of wine I'll drink whiskey and gin and any kind of booze So I can stare at the floor and the holes in my shoes I say. Hey bartender won't you listen to me I'll give you this gold watch for a bottle of Jack D Now I'm nursing a bottle and a hangover too It'll take a whole lot of whiskey to chase away these blues I'm losing my women she said I ain't no fun Now I'm a lowdown whiskey smelling two bit bum She's used to tell me she loved me, now she says that she cain't She said I broke my vows and I got no complaint I wanted her loving for the rest of my life Now I'll have to get by without the trouble and strife I need someone to hold me not give me bad news It'll take a whole lot of loving to chase away these blues I need someone to love me not give me bad news It'll take a whole lot of loving to chase away these blues Chase away these blues Chase away these blues Chase away these blues