BLACK CLOUD BLUES
WORDS & MUSIC BY VAN TREEK, BRAJER & HARS…1990
I’M ON MY WAY TO CHICAGO,
BUT MY RIDE HE JUST DIDN’T SHOW,
NOW I GOT NOWHERE TO GO,
IT’S JUST MY LUCK NOW DON’T YOU KNOW.
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
NOW THERE’S A BLACK CLOUD HANGING OVER ME.
I GOT MY SUITCASE IN MY HAND,
BUT NO BREAD UP IN MY PAN,
I’M GOING OUT TO SEE THE BAND,
LET ME TAKE YOU BY THE HAND.
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
WELL THERE’S A BLACK CLOUD HANGING OVER ME.
I’M MOVIN’ OUT FROM COAST TO COAST,
TO SEE MY GAL WHO IS THE MOST,
WE’RE GONNA HAVE A CHAMPAGNE TOAST,
AND THEN I SEE YOU AND YOU’RE A GHOST.
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
OH BABY, BABY, BABY CAN’T YOU SEE,
WELL THERE’S A BLACK CLOUD HANGING OVER ME.