Dirt in My Pocket - Joe Bonamassa
So here's my situation, for all the world to see
Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me
Rising up, just to tear me down
I can be your perfect stranger, but just not now
Insomnia, it drains my life
Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time
Fly me out of the windowsill
No it ain't about my life, and it ain't about my will
Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions
I've been around along time, I can't lie to myself
Dirt in my Pocket, Dirt on my Shoes
Makes a grown man win again, it's an easy man's Blues
Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you
Leaves a good man walking, Leads a blind man Blues
Lost in a Daze as I find myself
Looking for new ways, to find a way out
Causin' an effect, makes me drown a desire
Tempted by my fate, of a virgin fire
Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions
I've Been Around a Long time, I can't lie to myself
Dirt in my Pocket's, Dirt on my Shoes
Makes a grown man win again
It's a easy man's Blues
Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you
Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's Blues
Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you
Makes a good man walking, it's a easy man's Blues yeah
Hey, Dirt in my Pocket Now
Hmmmmmm mmmmmmm
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