Blues
Album: Don't Flush Me
By: Nemes
By: Nemes
Duration
3:24
Genres
Description
Lead single from the new album by Worcester, MA's Nemes. Album available at http://nemes.bandcamp.com
Lyrics
Walkin down the track guitar on my back wonderin where the road's gonna take me next devil had a plan fiddle in his hand told me I would sing for his rock and roll band well I was born with marks little tiny scars shaped just like the hole on my guitar Well I was born to sing the blues Man that body stunk threw it in the trunk buried myself in that desert sun well I would die with marks many tiny scars teach me not to mess with the devil's guitar well I would die to sing the blues I was born to sing the blues There's a ghost inside of me that I can't shake loose I was born to sing the blues I was born with marks little tiny scars shaped just like the hole on my guitar There's a ghost inside of me that I can't shake loose Robert Johnson's back and he walks in my shoes I was born to sing the blues