The Blues Room.

The Blues Room

Somebodys baby left their heart at that smokey little bar

So now hes gonna let it sing out from his electric slide guitar

Like we all wanna hear another sad blues tune

Its only the sad, the blue, and all the rest of us in the room

Taken from where he left me

Down a prettier road

But now the road is long and winding

And my folks miss me back at home

Upstairs its been quiet

Until the telephone rings

I meet him for coffee and he tells me everything

He says he really loves me

Hes gotta say how he feels

And this time he swears up and down

That all the words are so real

But now I cant sleep

And I have a stomach ache

And I havent heard from you

I guess its all a big mistake

But the band is still playing

Even though they dont say a word to each other

They feel each other to stay in time

At least thats what weve heard

Theyre grooving together

Even though the bassist showed up late

But now I wanna go home

And its only 10:08

I went to see my doctor

He said that Im fine

He said not to let

Anymore thoughts cross the line

Send me another letter

Ill send you another song

To casually tell you

All the things you did wrong

You did wrong. You always do wrong

And Im not the first to keep hanging on

I cant seem to figure out

Exactly what it is

It cant be your tired eyes

Or the weakened way you kiss

But you did wrong. You always do wrong.

And Im not the first one to ever sing this song.

Somebody left my heart at this smokey little bar

Im left sitting here alone, thinking about his car

Silence when in motion. Speaking up by the time he takes me home

Only imagining this slide, this bass, and this sweet jazz trombone

Like all I wanna hear is another sad blues tune

Because its only the sad, the blue, and all the rest of us in the room.

2002.