And then some

Thursday, February 14, 2013

There's a song on the lips of everybody,  
There's a smile all around the room, 
There's conversation overflowing,  
But I sit here with the blues.

This hotel bar has lost all its people,  
The piano man has caught the last bus home, 
The old bartender just collapsed in the corner,  
Why I'm still here, I just don't know, 
I don't know.

And this third sem song comes flooding back.

Thank you Guitarist magazine, issue 254, May 2012. And you too, Rory.

Baby Please Don't Go

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go
I'm strung out here
And you know I love you so,
Baby please don't go
Well, your man done stoned
Yeah, your man done stoned
Hmm, your man's done gone
Yeah your man done gone
Took all that oxycodone
Baby please don't go
Salt-petre dough
Salt-petre dough
Salt-petre dough
But your man's out here
He's gonna walk the log
Honey please don't go
Mama, please don't go
Baby please don't go
Mama please don't go
See I'm bleeding so
I'm gonna die alone
Sugar please don't go
Them SLs have flown
All SLs have flown
Yeah SLs have flown
And them weeds have grown
Loving that methodone
Honey please don't go
They've made my tombstone
Yeah, they made my tombstone
Yeah that's my tombstone
Them weeds've overgrown
And I burn alone
Honey please don't go