Birmingham Blues

E A E A Sittin' here in L.A, looking down at my shoes E A E A Drownin' my troubles on small talk & blues E A B E Sittin' here wonderin' if I could have been born to lose E A E A I think movin is losin and now I can see E A E A I let a false hearted woman make a fool outta me E A B E And now all I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues B Days are alright B I can't take these, L.A nights B This place is a jungle when a man's on his own A E I wish I could go home Had me a fine woman down in Birmingham town Took care of my money and she didn't play around All I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues