Lindisfarne - Walking Back To Blueberry Hill lyrics

Mitchell First saw him on a TV screen, little box black and white he made a sound I never heard before, didn't sleep that night he brings joy into my lonely life like flowers on my window sill and it ain't over till the fat man sing so I'm walkin' back to Blueberry Hill. The way he sang about New Orleans the way the band could play didn't go to work went to the record store and I played that song all day it's hard to love a cheatin' wife I feel I've been through the mill but it ain't over til' the fat man sing so I'm walking back to Blueberry Hill. Chorus: Ain't that a shame, she don't tingle when those cultured fingers lingers on those ivory keyes You're the one to blame, came home early from the money makin' there's a whole lotta shakin' goin' on with Jerry Lee. Well I take a bus to Louisiana, get back on my feet I play guitar in a crackers bar and I live down Bourbon Street maybe I'll ring that Southern bell, maybe I'll find my thrill 'cos it ain't over till the fat man sing so I'm walking back to Blueberry Hill. Instrumental: She says she'll change her cheatin' ways, but I know she never will it ain't over till the fat man sings, so I'm walkin' back to Blueberry Hill.