Same old story, night and day
Same old story since you went away
I’m walking out my shoes
You can’t count the tears I spill
Come back baby
Your place no one can fill
It’ll be the same old story
Yes it will
Same old story, I can’t believe
Same old story, that you wanna leave
Without you it’s a nightmare
And the air is chill
Get the next train home
Your place no one can fill
It’ll be the same old story
Yes it will
Same old story, am I really down?
Same old story, in this one horse town
Walking out my shoes
You can’t count the tears I spill
Come back women
Your place no one can fill
It’ll be the same old story
Yes it will
Same old story, am I really down?
Same old story, the earth goes round?
Walkin' out my shoes
You can’t count the tears I spill
Come back baby
I’m standing by the window sill
It’ll be the same old story
Yes it will
No light shows, just the music. We = that generation played the blues and rock out of convinction, not to make a career or to become a star, just the sheer joy of sharing this music with as many people (the young ones, certainly not our old folks of course) as possible. Thank you Rory , Richard and John (bass player and drummer, which we oft forget).