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