(Verse 1) I’m sittin’ in my room, got the blues real bad, Ain’t got no friends tonight, just feelin’ sad. So I grabbed a sock, put a button for an eye, Now my cotton little buddy don’t let me cry. (Chorus) Sock puppet blues, talkin’ to me, A little cotton friend keepin’ company. He don’t judge, he don’t complain, Just a stitched-up partner in my lonesome pain. (Verse 2) We play cards at midnight, sip a little tea, Tellin’ all our secrets, just my sock and me. He don’t steal my heart, he don’t break my trust, But when he sings the blues, man, he sings it just. (Chorus) Sock puppet blues, talkin’ to me, A little cotton friend keepin’ company. He don’t judge, he don’t complain, Just a stitched-up partner in my lonesome pain. (Bridge – slow slide guitar) The lonely get lonely in a world so cold, But a sock puppet listens, he don’t get old. Through holes and wear, through tear and stain, He’s the only one left when the world’s insane. (Verse 3) Neighbors think I’m crazy, they don’t understand, The wisdom in a sock that’s stitched by hand. So I tip my hat to my cotton friend, A lonesome little sock that’ll stick till the end. (Chorus – last, soulful) Sock puppet blues, talkin’ to me, A little cotton friend keepin’ company. He don’t judge, he don’t complain, Just a stitched-up partner in my lonesome pain. (Outro – gentle hum/fingerpicking) So when the night is dark and the room is still, I got my sock puppet friend to help me heal. Sock puppet blues, forever my muse, A cotton little hero in some holey shoes.
