He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his

Girl can we spend one more night Can we make up just to break up our lives It will be the last night that we spend let's not fight It'll be the last night that we spend let's not fight Two weeks ago I got a note addressed to me from you, babe You're

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his

And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane I like pleasure spiked with pain Songbird sweet and sour Jane Pleasure spiked with pain Just one note That mother fucker always spiked with pain I'm overcoming gravity Looking in my own eyes "hello"