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.