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Glass of gin and a folding chair. 
Sitting out by the wading pool, chlorine blue. 
Rush of wind passing over me. 
Restless nights. 
Chin up,
kind of blues I just can't lose
What you told me was just another lie
I should know better by now I shouldn't trust you like I do
But when you wrote
I come to you in a blue blue room
By some abuse and some heart
You raise the blinds say, "Let's have light on life,
Let's watch it fall apart.
a new kind of man
He was a new kind of man
He was a new kind, a new kind of man
He feels the rain upon his face
He's young again, nineteen again
Blue
In another land where the breeze and the 
Trees and flowers were blue 
I stood and held your hand. 
And the grass grew high and the feathers
a lonely cabin with a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
As long as a woman can

I don't know what changed my
a lonely cabin with a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
As long as a woman can

   I don't know what changed my
Two divided by love 
Can only be one
And one is a lonely number
Two divided by love 
Can only be sad
Can only hurt one another

Every night
all kinds of weather
Were all in this thing together

Were just trying to make a living
Just trying to get by
Were just trying to make a living
Two divided by love
Can only be one
And one is a lonely number
Two divided by love
Can only be sad
Can only hurt one another

Every night your
all kinds of weather
Were all in this thing together

Were just trying to make a living
Just trying to get by
Were just trying to make a living
never say
Well, don't let another day go by

I hear a train cry in a distance
Well, sometimes I feel like crying too
It sounds a lot to me like
keeps falling down if you say goodbye

Haunted by the things we left unsaid
If we had another day
Kind of hard for me to understand
Does it have
about fine
I barely wanna break his nose when I see you with another guy
Would it be kind of okay
If I came by tonight?
Oh, I'm absotively,
another student of the spiritual kind

Everybody now, I am the spiritual kind
I keep a cross in my pocket for some peace of mind
I hold onto it when I need
if he don't act right
Wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues

You never get nothing by being an angel child
You better change
teacher when she was fifteen, 
All muscles he was. 
He lost his job when it all came out, 
And couldn't get another one. 
Not in that kind of small
a lonely cabin with a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
As long as a woman can

   I don't know what changed my
Stinkin' with your heavy perfume
The kind I will never lose
Whistlin' your favorite tune
Called the, Black widow blues

Soledad
(No quiero no)
up
Turn all kinds of shades of blue
I could give you all my dough
I could lose my life to you
Swallow, shoot, inhale or chew
Dope is what dopers
want to paint it blue
'Cause everywhere I turn
There's something else I find
The notes you left behind

Were you tryin' to be kind
Tell you
Every night it seems to come to a fight, who is right?
Black and blue and broken by all the lies, never mind
All the ways she wants to try to begin
But you never seem to find
Any kind of freedom comin' clean
Is just another state of mind

When you wake up to the promise
Of your dream world comin'
don't worry, wild women don't have their blues 
You never get nothing by being an angel child 
You better change your ways and get real wild 
I wanna
do
When you fall from grace your eyes in blue
Your every breath becomes another world
And the far horizon's living hell

Take a breath
A deep