Buddy Holly Blues

by Terry Penney

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

Buddy Holly Blues

Driving along, radio on
Voice coming at me is fifty years gone
Ain’t fate so cruel
He only lived to 22 and I’ve got the Buddy Holly Blues

The pride of Lubbuck Texas, wearing those glasses
Three piece suit, silk tie and Stratocaster
He had a sound so new
Every time I hear those tunes I get the Buddy Holly Blues

Well, there was Rave On, Oh Boy, Not Fade Away, Ollie Vee, Maybe Baby, That’ll Be The Day
Think it Over, Peggy Sue

Every February 3rd hits me and it hurts
How could a boy so blessed be so cursed and fate so cruel
When the needle hits the groove I get the Buddy Holly Blues

Well, there was Rave On, Oh Boy, Not Fade Away, Ollie Vee, Maybe Baby, That’ll Be The Day
Think it Over, Peggy Sue

Well, it was down in Clear Lake
The hands of fate reached down and stole him away
It ain’t right he left so soon
Had so much left to do, gives me the Buddy Holly Blues
Every time I hear his tunes I get the Buddy Holly Blues
When the needle hits the groove I get the Buddy Holly Blues