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Midnight Blues
My inspiration is Joe Bonassamo's cover of Midnight Blues with fantastic, amazing blues guitar playing and voice ~ and my lyrics go like this ~ its dark dark in my soul at midnight and I'm miles from being well tried to sleep but drank instead from my open window a guitar is wailing the jazz club down the street is rocking the midnight blues and I am swaying in the midnight dark dark, dark like black ink cannot sleep cause I'm down, down low so dark in my soul I am lost and I take another drink of bourbon and I am swaying in the midnight dark dark, dark like black ink cannot sleep cause I'm down, down low so dark in my soul I am lost and I take another drink of bourbon this drifting guitar captures me wraps me in a warm blanket of soulfulness and I am swaying in the dark miles from being well and I am swaying in the midnight dark I can feel the guitar's soul the players fingertips upon those strings he squeezes every note and makes it linger as it drifts in the midnight dark dark, dark like black ink and then his voice soothing, oh so soothing like a lover whispering I can feel the guitar's soul the players fingertips upon those strings he squeezes every note and makes it linger as it drifts in the midnight dark, the darkest night dark, dark like black ink and then his voice so soothing, oh so soothing like a lover whispering like a lover whispering as I sway in the midnight dark, dark dark as ink, dark, dark like black ink and I am falling, falling, falling, falling lost in his voice his guitar like a lover whispering as I sway with my imagination to the . . . midnight blues oh the dreamy, dreamy midnight blue
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