Beaucoups of Blues

I left Louisian, I had me big plans

To go out and take me all over this land

To see me the world, I left my sweet girl

And gave it a whirl, but now here I standAlongside the road

With holes in my soul and my shoes

And beaucoups of bluesOh, sweet magnolia

Breath carried over the marsh

By a breeze from the gulf

I'm coming home

(Coming home)

I've had me enoughOh, where are the things I saw in my dreams?

Where's the happy that freedom should bring?

I see me today and know yesterday

That I threw away my most precious thingsI see me a man

Who's lonely, wants only to lose

Beaucoups of bluesOh, sweet magnolia

Breath carried over the marsh

By a breeze from the gulf

I'm coming home

(Coming home)

I've had me enoughI'm coming home

(Coming home)

I've had me enough