I Am the Blues

Cigarettes
I’m all alone with my smoke and ashes
Cigarettes
I’m all alone with my smoke and ashes
Take me night-flying
Maybe Mars has good news
Who… who am I?
I am the blues
Soothe me
Horn’s warm red love-makin'
Funky music
Move me
Night wind, red tail lights, and
Funky music
'cause I’m restless
In my love for sale shoes
Who… who am I?
I am the blues
In a world of war
I can’t find my laughter
I can’t see the night sun
And I can’t see my freedom
I guess I can’t see too much no more
Baby, till I lose my blues
Fly through the sky like superfly
Over the stars we climb
Over this sweet red wine
I tell myself
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Blues
Flying so high
A plane in the sky
Listen to the music of the night wind