Zimmerman Blues - Ralph McTell

I get a little sadness now

Just now and then

It comes to remind me

What it was like when

I was out on that road

Happy, hungry and cold

First you win and then you lose

Oh Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues

Oh Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues

Oh Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues

Oh Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues

Don’t give me money now

If it’s bad for my head

You can keep the honey now

Put something else on the bread

To lose all them old time friends

Who missed how they were making it end

And we all wound up confused

That’s what you call the Zimmerman blues

What you call the Zimmerman blues

That’s what you call the Zimmerman blues

What you call the Zimmerman blues

Do a concert for Angela

Build a building or two

It gets harder for me

But easier for you

Sure as the stars turn above

All we ever asked for was love

And I think that we’ve all been used

Ending up with the Zimmerman blues

Ending up with the Zimmerman blues

Ending up with the Zimmerman blues

Ending up with the Zimmerman blues

I get a little sadness now

Just now and then

It comes to remind me

When I called you a friend

So where do we go from here?

For me it won’t ever get that near

And if it did I know what I would choose

Anything but the Zimmerman blues

Anything but the Zimmerman blues

Anything but the Zimmerman blues

Anything but the Zimmerman blues