Mr bluesman

Strum those chords

croon that tune

Mr bluesman

you understand the blues

even if in life you didn’t choose

to live those sad times

Life chimes

some times it burns out

like a bouncing fag end

sometimes you can’t pretend

that it’ll work out for the better

we write those letters

those songs

for it’s this life that sometimes goes wrong.

Mr bluesman

play your songs

in pubs and in high street bars

look to the stars

be inspired by your scars

this life plays the blues

just like you

so play your chords

with your fingers

love doesn’t linger

but it burns

all the way down like strong neat whiskey

It’s intoxicating

mr bluesman

sing with confidence and conviction

Singing songs is your addiction.