Letra de Midnight Blues

Well, the clock is strikin' twelve, somebody's got to go Well, the clock is strikin' twelve, somebody's got to go Gee, but I'm going to miss ya baby, this is one thing I'm sure you know When it's twelve o'clock in Memphis, it's one o'clock in San Antone When it's twelve o'clock in Memphis, it's one o'clock in San Antone When it's midnight in California, I'll be so all alone Midnight is an awful hour, why does it come so soon? Midnight is a awful hour, why does it come so soon? It never bring me happ'ness, it always leave me filled with gloom Don't ever gamble buddy, unless you're sure that you can't lose Don't ever gamble buddy, unless you're sure that you can't lose You better take my advise, unless you want this midnight blues "Put it away!"