Paroles de Bad Trip

I've been saving money for seven years, long years, Just to meet the place where the blues was born, suppose to be I know my accent was funny cause i’m a brazilian, And i have no idea why i play i feel the blues on my soul And fact i know how my rich is my country song in a way I keep trying to play the blues Walking day and night, like a crazy freak son of a gun, just to do this trip Well, when i finally met new orleans i could play in bourbon street whit a guitar slim junior band, crazy guys But when my visa was done i gone arrested i they send me back where i came from Shame, shame, shame, i say shame on me Shame, shame, shame, shame on me I lost all my money with layers just to learn something that i already know