Bowed By The Blues

Raw pain at the table

More pain by the door

My hands smell like midnight My knees know the floor

That harp keeps on running

Like wheels through my chest

I gave up on sleeping But I can't lay this down (ahhhh)

More pain, more pain

But I keep walking slow

More pain, more pain Down where the cold winds go

If sorrow wants my name Let the harmonica know (oh Lord)

Dust on the window

Rain in the seam

I talk to the rafters They don't answer me

That low string is dragging

A chain through the room

My heart keeps on knocking

Like it knows the tomb (mmm)

I wore out my mercy

I bent every nail

Still hear that train breathing

Through the floorboards and rails Don't dress up my hurting Let it

stand in the dirt (ahhhh)

More pain, more pain

Still I keep walking slow

More pain, more pain Down where the cold winds go

Let the dark road take me

Let the hard truth show

More pain, more pain But I won't let go

(oh Lord)

Ain't no clean ending Ain't no sweet goodbye Just breath in the

reeds And dust in my eye (mmm)