Fred Neil - Fred Neil (Album)
That s the bag I m in
Capo 3rd fret
Intro:
I burned my fingers on the coffee pot
Toast was cold and the orange juice was hot.
I should start over but you know I d rather not.
Same thing gonna happen again Cause that s the bag I m in.
Last night as I was walking down the street,
Whistling the blues to the tapping of my feet,
Some crank called the cops on the beat.
It ll happen every time. Every morning when I get up,
I miss my connection and I m late for work again
You know they ll probably drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in.
I dasn t bet a nickle cause I d get paid off in yen.
Somehow you just can t win cause that s the bag I m in.
Jukebox playing the same old melody,
Keep on bringing back those blue memories.
This evil feeling s gonna be the death of me
I think I m going out of my mind.
Every morning when I get up,
I burn my fingers on the pot,
Toast is cold and the juice is hot,
I should start over but you know I d rather not
Same thing gonna happen again,Cause that s the bag I m in.
Cause that s the bag I m in.
I ll never get out of these blues alive
Cause that s the bag I m in.
