Long Way From L.A.

This is a mean, old world
Try livin' in it myself
This is a mean, old world
Try livin' in it myself
And the one you been lovin'
Has gone away and left
I got the blues
Gon' pack my things and go
I got the blues
Gon' catch that train and go
And it seem like to me
I’m just an unlucky so-and-so
My friends all stand around
And can’t help me and I can’t help them
Me and my friends all stand around me
Don’t you know I can’t help them and they can’t help me
And we’re all broken down
Like hobos on the road