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