This is, uh, one by the late great Blaze FoleyIt's called "Cold, Cold World"(Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, yeah)I've tried for a long time, but I think I can't winI'd do it all better if I could do it againWherever I'm going, it's the same place I've beenAin't it a cold, cold world?Outside it was hot, but inside, I was coldThe eyes of the young met the eyes of the oldAnd what they were thinking, I'll never be toldAin't it a cold, cold world?Then an old lady asked me about the new daylight timeI 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 restI started out east, but I ended up westI'm still glad to be here, I'm sure I would guessAin't it a cold, cold world?I've tried for a long time, but I think I can't winI could do it all better if I could do it againWherever I'm going, it's the same place I've beenAin'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 FoleyHere's to Blaze, man (whoo)Let's do a tune here, this is a song that Doc Watson would start outIn every show that he playedUh, talked to team Michael Coleman one time about thisAnd he said, "Yeah, we tried a few things, butCouldn't, couldn't find anything that beat it" (ha-ha)So, uh
