Transcription: I go out walking all by myself I got those walking blues and all this sure as hell But I'm made of bough to the stars I won't come back to a house without love I go out drinkin' every night I spent all my money and you know this Just don't write on this whiskey it's fine It just ain't enough I won't come back to a house without love Desperate, I'm born to lose But it's raining now, it's messing up my nice blue suede shoes And I'm not tough enough to start sleeping af rough But I won't come back to a house without love Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ...
