It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I Left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh,

Call me old fashioned Call me out of touch for having faith in the way it was I believe in making my money the hard way so I work for it And every job I do I do with pride I believe in keeping a promise that I make you've got my word on it When I shake

They just thought I'd know better, better. No one ever told me when I was alone The hardest part this troubled heart has never Yet been through now. We've healed the scars that got their start Inside someone like you now. Well had I known or I'd been

I was a strong man Come back and see what love did to me A raging flood I was a child Stalking a dream I was a blindfolded bumblebee My trail is blazing Smoke over head My trail is blazaing

Everybody knows I'm him But you know I'm him Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy child's comin' He's gonna be a son of a gun He gonna make pretty women's Jump and shout

I'm goin' to Louisiana And get me a mojo hand Cold ground was my bed last night Rocks was my pillow too I lay down thinking Buy me a mojo hand I'm gonna fix my woman so She can't have no other man I woke up this morning, I'm wondering

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you? I know the end Before the story's been told

Hmm hmm hmm Depth over distance was all I asked of you And I may be foolish to fall as I do Still there's strength in the blindness you fear If you're coming too, hmm Hold on, though we may be too young Oh hold on, though we may be too young Depth over

Let's be honest For my sake Stop slowing me down Stop holding me up And that's enough I'm never looking back I'm at it fast But what you lost was me

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you? I know the end Before the story's been told