(Verse 1) Midnight’s creepin’ ‘round the dusty nooks again, Old rotgut whiskey’s blurrin’ truth and sin. I left my hope on a shelf with all the junk, Dead silence of the night’s got me feelin’ sunk. My joe’s gone cold like a fire in the fall of the year, My heart’s like a hammer, poundin’ loud and clear. (Chorus) Oh, Lord, these low-down blues, Got nothin’ left to lose. Just me and this guitar, Under a lonely star. (Verse 2) You took a powder, left the door swingin’ wide, Just a scent of your perfume where you used to hide. I’m all shook up, don’t know what’s real or fake, Just kill the lights, gimme a lucky break. The road’s mighty long, my pockets are clean, But this old guitar’s the best I ever seen. (Chorus) Oh, Lord, these low-down blues, Got nothin’ left to lose. Just me and this guitar, Under a lonely star. (Bridge) Floorboards creakin’ under my heavy boot, Smokin' my drag, don't give a hoot. Stayin’ in this joint, just me and you, Chasin’ away the mean old blue. (Chorus) Oh, Lord, these low-down blues, Got nothin’ left to lose. Just me and this guitar, Under a lonely star. (Outro) Nothin’ but the blues... Me and my low-down blues... Till the sun peeks through.
