Richie Sambora - Mr. Bluesman

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He was a man
A ramblin man he was yes he was
Guitar in hand
His home was on the road and that s where he was

CHORUS 1
He s seen a thousand roads
He s been a million miles
And when he d bend a note
A tear would fill my eyes
Where are you playin
Mr. Bluesman
Mr. Bluesman

Town to town
Honkytonks and dives all look the same
His gypsy heart keeps his shadow ridin through the rain

CHORUS 2
A graveyard full of scars
His life will paint his songs
Cause when you re on the road
There s nowhere you belong
You re just alone
Where are you playin
Mr. Bluesman
Mr. Bluesman

CHORUS 1

I ve paid some dues
Now I make my living as a music man
I play the blues
I guess the blues must be just what I am

CHORUS 2

CHORUS 1

Inne utwory

  • River of love
  • One light burning
  • One last goodbye
  • All that really matters
  • Father time
  • Rest in peace
  • Rosie
  • Church of desire
  • Chained
  • Undiscovered soul
  • Hard times come easy
  • Downside of love
  • O come all we faithful
  • Fallen from graceland
  • Losowe utwory

    Good at being gone

    I ve taken time
    to think about the words I ve said and what they mean
    and I ve realized that having you is just like having everything

    But when I see you dancing there
    I get up and throw my hands in the air...

    Total conditioning




    Well you re not, you re not who you think you are
    Well we think that you are John or Dave
    But you re not, you re not who you think you are
    Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas

    From our birth...

    Schizophren

    Ich weiß Du sprichst über mich und amüsierst Dich königlich
    doch nicht in mein Gesicht sondern eher innerlich
    beschäftige ich Dich und mich Schicht für Schicht
    doch was ändert sich was ändert sich nicht was weiß denn ich
    doch wenn Du glaubst ich wär Stier daß...

    The night of the triumphator

    Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell
    free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
    We await sodomy and destruction

    It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)

    On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
    (and we)...

    Nothing left at all

    It s so ugly inside here
    I m trapped here
    I cannot leave this place
    Everything is all changing and fading
    And i want to escape
    But just when i thought i d found a way out
    I fall right on my face

    So don t wait too late
    To see that they take til there s nothing
    Nothing...