Smoky waters, don’t know why they run so fast… got no past. Dingy nightclubs: Chorus line ain’t go no end– got no friends… Watered liquor, Bourbon’s bleedin’ through the glass; Life’s too fast. Can’t stop runnin’, Can’t slow down, or speed up none; we just run… Sax cat’s wailin’, Pourin’ us like rainy days pourin’ pain. Solid, Jackson! Got those blue notes boppin’ home all alone. Smoky waters, Blinded band, just playin’ blues… payin’ dues.
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