Blues.
Hard. Cold. deep
Painful
Blues.
Old 12 bar slow blues.
Meant to mix with whiskey and cigarettes.
A weeping guitar and a wounded bleeding soul...
I wrote this in 2004 as my mother lay dying of cancer.
Don't read this if you've lost someone recently.
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Da Angels come and dress you
and Azrael come and take you down---
Yeah... Da Angels come an' dress you
an' Azrael come an' take you down----
Da train is in da station
It's homeward boun'...
You know, de cap'n call de number
An' the Porter take yo' bag
Yeah, De Cap'n call yo' number
an' de Porter take yo' bag
Da ticket is fo' a oneway
It say so on da tag
De Lord in His mercy
De Debil in Detail
De Lord in His mercy
De Debil in Detail
It's a long lonely ride
Jus' to hear dat ol' whistle wail
Dey say its better
But I don't believe a word
Yeah, dey say its better dare
But I don't believe a word
I've been down to da station
an' dat ain't what I heard
Ev'rythin' has an endin'
If you a listen to da tale
Yeah--- Ev'rythin' has an endin'
If you a listen to da tale
But know that the endin' ony happen
when the true words fail...
It's mighty lonesome
When da truth finally come home
yeah, It's mighty lonesome
When da truth do finally come home
It kiss you on the brow
den tell you always been alone
Don' look fo' no endin'
You won't find it here
No ,Don' look fo' no endin'
You won't find it here
Da Beginnin's are simple
but da endin' is som'in ta fear...
