The Empty Needin' Filling

Dat's a blues face......
 

A man and his muse
The blues
he has lived
The blues
lived
by his heroes before
him
Life and love lived hard
and sometimes grim
Guitar... his constant companion
Loves it like a woman who
utters no complaining
Just whining high or sinking low
Always taking him to places
he did not know
Before he sat on his stool and
let it come spilling
The sorrow, the lust, the loss
The empty needin' filling

We all know the blues, we carry
them inside of us
Sing 'em when you lose
cherished trust
Sing 'em when you love so
deep
Sing 'em when the devil took
your soul....to keep
Sing 'em when you are loving
life
Cuz dem blues are as close as
your best friend's wife
Who looks so damn good in that
red hot dress
But you can do nothin' but feel the
red hot stress
of wanting her
Desire gonna kill you fer sure
Until you sing it out of your
mind
Your sanity you will find
When you sing and play it deep and
long
Sing it free in a sultry blues 
song

Just a man and his muse
The blues