Cold, Cold World (Live At The American Legion Post 82)

This is, uh, one by the late great Blaze Foley
It's called "Cold, Cold World"
(Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, yeah)

I've tried for a long time, but I think I can't win
I'd do it all better if I could do it again
Wherever I'm going, it's the same place I've been
Ain't it a cold, cold world?

Outside it was hot, but inside, I was cold
The eyes of the young met the eyes of the old
And what they were thinking, I'll never be told
Ain't it a cold, cold world?

Then an old lady asked me about the new daylight time
I said, "It don't matter," and she said, "I don't mind"
And the bus driver said, "You still owe me a dime"
Ain't it a cold, cold world?

Well, I can't get no job and I can't get no rest
I started out east, but I ended up west
I'm still glad to be here, I'm sure I would guess
Ain't it a cold, cold world?

I've tried for a long time, but I think I can't win
I could do it all better if I could do it again
Wherever I'm going, it's the same place I've been
Ain't it a cold, cold world?
Ain't it a cold, cold world?

(Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Whoo!)
(Whoo! Whoo-whoo!)

(What a find) thank you
(Beautiful) Blaze Foley you say? (Yes, sir, hey, Fo')
The late great Blaze Foley
Here's to Blaze, man (whoo)
Let's do a tune here, this is a song that Doc Watson would start out
In every show that he played
Uh, talked to team Michael Coleman one time about this
And he said, "Yeah, we tried a few things, but
Couldn't, couldn't find anything that beat it" (ha-ha)
So, uh