cut down on her kissin' And then she failed to shine my shoes My shirts became wrinkled My pants with dirt were sprinkled And I took the first year blues
One call it first year blue Now I've been married about six months Only six months you see The first three months was all okay The last three is killin
her kissin', And then she failed to shine my shoes, My shirts they came up wrinkled, My pants with dirt were sprinkled, And then I took the first year blues
Tulkojums: Williams, Hank. Pirmais gads Blues.
"In the first degree.." I hollered "Lordy, Lordy - have mercy on me!" The judge smiled as he picked up his pen "Ninety-nine years in the Folsom State Pen" Ninety-nine years
