Rod Price - Knee Trembler Music - ASCAP









Room 57 in the midnight hour,

I'm fresh out of coffee and the cream turned sour.

I'm thinkin' 'bout the people I've been talkin' to,

Been here a long time and nobody knew.

Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity, the bluebird's gone from the windy city.



What a shame, what a shame,

What a shame, what a shame.



Good music on the radio,

A whole lotta people don't wanna know.

They say that black is black and white is white,

You can't cross over 'cause it don't seem right.

Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity, the bluebird's gone from the windy city.



What a shame, what a shame,

What a shame, what a shame.



{Rod - Solo}



Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity, the bluebird's gone from the windy city.



What a shame, what a shame,

What a shame, what a shame.