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I'm just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer |
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Kind of a, clinger, to sad old songs |
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I'm not a walk-behinder, I'm a new note finder |
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But my name's a reminder, of a blues man that's already gone |
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So I started drinkin', and took things that messed up my thinkin' |
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I was sure sinkin', when you came along |
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I was alone in the hot lights, not too much left in sight |
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But she changed all that in one night, when she sang me this song |
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Hey baby I love you, hey baby I need you |
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Hey baby you ain't got to prove to me you're some kind of macho man |
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You've wasted so much of your life, runnin' through the dark nights |
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Let me shine some love light, down on the blues man |
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I got so sick of speed an' |
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And all the stuff they said I was needin' |
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If I was, to keep, pleasin' |
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All of my fans |
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I got cuffed on dirt roads |
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I got sued for no-shows |
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But you came and took all that old load |
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Down off this blues man |
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Hey baby, I love you too |
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Hey baby, I need you |
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Hey baby, I do get tired |
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Of this travelin' band |
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I'm thirty years old now |
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Nights would be cold now |
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If you hadn't stuck it out |
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With this blues man |
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I'm thirty years old now |
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Nights sure would be cold now |
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If you hadn't, hung around |
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With this blues man |
