Fire's Hot She Cold

{slow blues drum groove,

sultry telecaster intro solo with deep vibrato,

low subtle moog

organ swell} (mmm-hmm)

The timber is turning

to ash

The sparks are dancing high

But the warmth is miles away

Looking at the frost in her eye

(oh-oh-oh) The fire is burning hot and bright

But she is cold as winter stone

Yeah, she is standing in the heat

And shivering all alone

{expressive wailing harmonica solo over

slow

blues progression} {smooth melodic electric

bass solo,

drum groove continues, guitar plays light offbeat chops}

Flame is licking at the wind

Smoke is climbing to the sky

Yet a freeze is setting in

No matter how the embers try

{telecaster guitar and harmonica trading final slow phrases as the track fades}

Cold as winter stone

(mmm) {fade

out}