Standard (EADGBE)

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Sittin' here in L.A., looking down at my shoes

Drownin' my troubles on small talk & blues

Sittin' here wonderin' if I could have been born to lose

 I think movin is losin and now I can see

 I let a false hearted woman make a fool outta me

 And now all I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues

Chorus

Days are alright

I can't take these, L.A. nights

This place is a jungle when a man's on his own

I wish I could go home

Had me a fine woman down in Birmingham town

Took care of my money and she didn't play around

All I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues

Chorus

Instrumentals

Repeat 1st verse

Repeat 2nd verse