West Coast Blues Song Lyrics
West Coast Blues by Nikki Yanofsky I got a baby on the East Coast
I got a gig going on the West Coast
Suitcase full of sorrow
I'm so tired of paying traveling dues
Lonely in the evening
No good 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
I got a gig going on the West Coast
Suitcase full of sorrow
Tired of paying traveling dues
Lonely in the evening
No good 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
I got a baby on the East Coast
I got a gig going on the West Coast
Suitcase full of sorrow
Tired of paying traveling dues
Lonely in the evening
No good 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
One of these days I'm gonna pack my bags and go way...
I got the blues...