So many days there, down sweatin through the times
Scratching a life out, in the dirty southern mines
The best team of minors, nothing finer than these two
Side-by-side they made their living do
Dododododo, Dododododo
Jesse Whelan, and one called bootleg, together shared the land
Each with a friendly hand
When bootleg he married, Destiny wound the clock
Jesse, ticken. ticken for a blood stained floor, they spent their time there waiting
Blue city, somewhere you're crying
Blue city, you're sometimes pretty
Blue city, your secret deep within, Waylan, Hawkins
Didn't see the gallows grin, strangers to the sin
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Blue City Video (MV)
Performed By: Marty McCarrick
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Bob Moore, Martin McCarrick
Marty McCarrick - Blue City Lyrics
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English
So many days there, down sweatin through the times
Scratching a life out, in the dirty southern mines
The best team of minors, nothing finer than these two
Side-by-side they made their living do
Dododododo, Dododododo
Jesse Whelan, and one called bootleg, together shared the land
Each with a friendly hand
When bootleg he married, Destiny wound the clock
Jesse, ticken. ticken for a blood stained floor, they spent their time there waiting
Blue city, somewhere you're crying
Blue city, you're sometimes pretty
Blue city, your secret deep within, Waylan, Hawkins
Didn't see the gallows grin, strangers to the sin
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Scratching a life out, in the dirty southern mines
The best team of minors, nothing finer than these two
Side-by-side they made their living do
Dododododo, Dododododo
Jesse Whelan, and one called bootleg, together shared the land
Each with a friendly hand
When bootleg he married, Destiny wound the clock
Jesse, ticken. ticken for a blood stained floor, they spent their time there waiting
Blue city, somewhere you're crying
Blue city, you're sometimes pretty
Blue city, your secret deep within, Waylan, Hawkins
Didn't see the gallows grin, strangers to the sin
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Blue city, blue city
Writer: Bob Moore, Martin McCarrick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid