King of the Blues

(by K. Brown)

He was a young boy
On a long road
dust on his shoes
whistlin' the blues
not knowin' where you're goin'
leads to where you're bound
hidin' in a place that can't be found.

In a young life
on a starry night
endless moonlight sky
nothin' like goodbye
big water rolls
washin' all those holes
and knowin' where you're goin'
leads to where you're bound
hidin' in a place you can't be found.

And it's a raw deal
think your pockets are full
but there's holes in your shoes
you left with no good news
Nothin' goin' for ya
Nothin' left to lose
that's why they call him
King of the Blues

It was a long night
in a young life
dust on his shoes
livin' out the blues
Not knowin' where's he goin'
led to where he's bound
in a cold street
on a darker side of town

Cold steel barrel blues
blood on his shoes
not knowin' where he's goin'
still led to where he's bound
in a cold street on a darker side of town

Cold steel barrel blues
blood on your shoes
and knowin' where your goin'
leads to where your bound
hidin' in a place you can't be found.