BURDALAS: Music/Lyrics
CHURCHYARD BLUES
(BURDALAS)
Churchyard Blues
(WORDS & MUSIC by: Basil Burdalas)
I stopped complainin’ when you walked through that door
A rush of desire knocked me to the floor
Never was a big man so easily subdued
Don’t know what you were thinkin’ and hadn’t a clue
Got love mixed with desire and was headed
for my car
When you grabbed me by my collar and said
Baby,here you are
Ain’t got no excuses ain’t got no alibi
Makin’ love to you’s like tryin to stay alive
* Your hair’s like Satan’s fire and your eyes
like burnin’ hell
Your fragrance is hypnotic and and your touch is like a spell
Hot lovin’ or my sanity, which one do I choose
Someone call my preacher, I’ve got those churchyard blues...Lord help me *
Solo...........My,my,my........Dig this
Solo
*repeat*