© E.D.1959 (YouTube) - опубликовано 4 августа 2017 - альбом «Bottle Full Of Blues» (℗2015) - track 4 (6'47'')I just found me a bottle of bluesSome strange comfort for a soul to sootheAin't it hardAin't it hard,To want somebody who doesn't want youAnd I've been waiting for a year, a daySome strange weather must be blowin' my wayCause I got no mind to go or to stay,Or be left behindHoldin' hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickel in the graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldierWith nothin' to shootAnd nowhere to loseThis bottle of bluesEgos droneAnd pose aloneLike black balloonsAll banged and blownOn a backwoods riverThe infidels shiverIn the stench of beliefI tell my momma I'm a hundred years lateI'm over the railsAnd out of the raceAnd the crippled psalmsOf an age that won't thawAre ringing in my earsHoldin' hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickel in the graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldierWith nothin' to shootAnd nowhere dreams it's a.Bottle of bluesI just found me a bottle of bluesSome strange comfort for a soul to sootheAin't it hard, ain't it hard,To want somebody who doesn't want youHoldin' hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickel in the graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldierWith nothin' to shootAnd nowhere dreams it's a...Bottle of bluesBottle of blues☆ Jeff Fetterman Band • Пенсильвания • US •