[00:00.000] 作词 : 華狮
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 華狮
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 華狮
[00:13.596]Got a guitar slung low, amp cranked to ten
[00:16.166]Floorboards shaking like the devil’s in the den
[00:18.645]Bassline thumping, drums keeping time
[00:21.309]We’re gonna make this joint burn down before midnight
[00:24.069]Bartender’s yelling, “Last call for rye”
[00:26.132]We yelled “Pour another” – he rolled his eyes
[00:28.842]But his foot’s tapping, can’t help but grin
[00:30.786]‘Cause the blues ain’t sad when the party’s kicking in
[00:33.732]Boots stomping holes in the hardwood floor
[00:36.116]Whiskey shots, no chaser, just a whole lot more
[00:38.590]Harmonica screaming like a train off the track
[00:41.306]This ain’t no funeral – it’s a heart attack
[00:44.680]Shake the dust, let the good times roll
[00:49.680]Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
[00:53.933]We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
[00:57.535]Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
[01:03.945]Shake the dust, let the good times roll、
[01:08.296]Devil’s in the details, but he’s losing control
[01:13.490]Mama said “Boy, don’t play with fire”
[01:16.226]But fire feels good when you’re wired
[01:18.495]Got a girl in red, she’s shimmying close
[01:21.024]Says “Your guitar’s loud, but your heart’s even more”
[01:23.547]We stole a jukebox, dragged it to the yard
[01:26.264]Neighbors pounding, but we don’t care hard
[01:28.692]Cranked it up, let the needle skip
[01:30.886]This blues ain’t crying – it’s doing backflips
[01:33.692]Boots stomping holes in the hardwood floor
[01:36.223]Whiskey shots, no chaser, just a whole lot more
[01:38.701]Harmonica screaming like a train off the track
[01:41.225]This ain’t no funeral – it’s a heart attack
[01:44.685]Shake the dust, let the good times roll
[01:49.684]Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
[01:54.540]We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
[01:59.249]Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
[02:03.919]Shake the dust, let the good times roll
[02:08.499]Devil’s in the details, but he’s losing control
[02:13.126]Ain’t no use in moping, ain’t no use in blues
[02:17.932]Life’s too short for singing sad news
[02:22.632]Grab your baby, grab your guitar
[02:27.497]Let the rhythm take you where you are
[02:33.163]Saxophone wailing, piano pounding keys
[02:36.349]We’re all just prisoners of the groove, you see
[02:38.220]No one’s keeping score, no one’s keeping time
[02:40.752]Just the beat, the heat, and a real good time
[02:44.914]Sun’s coming up, but we ain’t done
[02:47.520]Got a tank of gas and a song to strum
[02:49.714]Heading down the road, radio blaring
[02:52.236]Last night’s party’s just the start of the sharing
[02:54.622]Cops waved us down, said “Y’all too loud”
[02:57.567]We said “Sorry, officer, but the blues is proud”
[02:59.817]He shook his head, but he winked, you know
[03:02.348]‘Cause even the law can’t resist a good old toe-tap
[03:06.413]Shake the dust, let the good times roll
[03:11.319]Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
[03:16.041]We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
[03:20.816]Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
[03:25.581]Shake the dust, let the good times roll
[03:30.020]Yeah, that’s how the blues get bold

作词 : 華狮
作曲 : 華狮
编曲 : 華狮
Got a guitar slung low, amp cranked to ten
Floorboards shaking like the devil’s in the den
Bassline thumping, drums keeping time
We’re gonna make this joint burn down before midnight
Bartender’s yelling, “Last call for rye”
We yelled “Pour another” – he rolled his eyes
But his foot’s tapping, can’t help but grin
‘Cause the blues ain’t sad when the party’s kicking in
Boots stomping holes in the hardwood floor
Whiskey shots, no chaser, just a whole lot more
Harmonica screaming like a train off the track
This ain’t no funeral – it’s a heart attack
Shake the dust, let the good times roll
Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
Shake the dust, let the good times roll、
Devil’s in the details, but he’s losing control
Mama said “Boy, don’t play with fire”
But fire feels good when you’re wired
Got a girl in red, she’s shimmying close
Says “Your guitar’s loud, but your heart’s even more”
We stole a jukebox, dragged it to the yard
Neighbors pounding, but we don’t care hard
Cranked it up, let the needle skip
This blues ain’t crying – it’s doing backflips
Boots stomping holes in the hardwood floor
Whiskey shots, no chaser, just a whole lot more
Harmonica screaming like a train off the track
This ain’t no funeral – it’s a heart attack
Shake the dust, let the good times roll
Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
Shake the dust, let the good times roll
Devil’s in the details, but he’s losing control
Ain’t no use in moping, ain’t no use in blues
Life’s too short for singing sad news
Grab your baby, grab your guitar
Let the rhythm take you where you are
Saxophone wailing, piano pounding keys
We’re all just prisoners of the groove, you see
No one’s keeping score, no one’s keeping time
Just the beat, the heat, and a real good time
Sun’s coming up, but we ain’t done
Got a tank of gas and a song to strum
Heading down the road, radio blaring
Last night’s party’s just the start of the sharing
Cops waved us down, said “Y’all too loud”
We said “Sorry, officer, but the blues is proud”
He shook his head, but he winked, you know
‘Cause even the law can’t resist a good old toe-tap
Shake the dust, let the good times roll
Guitar’s howling, soul’s on a roll
We’re gonna dance ‘til the roof caves in
Blues so hot, it’s a sin, sin, sin
Shake the dust, let the good times roll
Yeah, that’s how the blues get bold