lyrics AImproviser (🎧if you got em) He's still a young blues man every sundown, and an old king every sunrise. The whiskey remembers. The mirror doesn't lie. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Intro - Solo hollow-body guitar, sparse and spacious, bittersweet, Hammond organ underneath] (mmmm) [Verse 1 - Laid back pocket, weathered and conversational] Come sundown I still feel like a young man Gotta' taste for whiskey and the night Juke joint's got no fame Lord I go just the same Chasin' down a feelin' mmm I can't put right [Organ swells underneath, gospel warmth] They call me (Stagger Lee), still tryin' to make my name Ain't no use tellin' me how to change [Chorus - Full band settles in, aching and dignified] I was a young king when I rode the rails on a riff I'll be an old king (oooo) when I'm dead and gone m mmm m [Instrumental Break - Slow hollow-body guitar solo, clean bell-like tone, long sustained bends answering the vocal melody, Hammond organ holding chords underneath, upright bass walking patiently, brushes staying soft, plenty of air between phrases, restrained and mournful] (ooooo ahhh) [Verse 2 - Sparse arrangement, intimate and reflective] Come mornin', the mirror does the talkin' Tellin' me what the whiskey wouldn't say It don't (!) care (!) to lie It don't need to try It just shows me what I traded on the way [Organ rises, quiet swell] They call me (Stagger Lee), still tryin' to make my name Ain't no use tellin' me (!) how (!) to change [Chorus - Fuller, warmer, resigned yet lifted, organ,] I was a young king when I rode the rails on a riff I'll be an old king (oooo) when I'm dead and gone mmm [explosive Stratocaster riff with bends and sustain] (oooo) ahhhh [Outro - Half-time feel, settling energy, tender and worn, Stratocaster bends, backing vocals] I was a young king when I rode the rails on a riff And I'll be an old king when I'm dead and gone I'll be an old king (oooo) [Band drops] when I'm dead and gone [hammond organ flourishes] m mmm m [Guitar gets last lick, hammond underneath, fading]
