Robert Johnson Blues

Then a song, now without music, I wrote this before Amy Winehouse died. We have (not had) the same birthday.

Robert Johnson Blues

I’ve been waiting for the devil
to sell him my soul,
been waiting for the perfect song
to come make me whole.

I’ve been waiting for good news
to help me get through
days I go where I have to,
do what I have to do.

And it’s scary Daniel Johnston
can speak my mind,
come on madam policewoman,
give me my fine.

Been drinking too much,
sides hurt all day long,
what greatness I had
is long time gone.

And it’s scary Amy Winehouse
can speak my mind,
come on madam policewoman,
give me my fine.

Well, the Lord gives it to you,
and the Lord takes it away,
the Lord’s like a casino,
got the odds going His way.

The Lord’s like time and the law,
Got the odds going His way.

Lord’s like fear and a dark heart,
got the odds going His way.

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