This blues is my end - The King's Blues Club
Sun's going down
Paint and dust on the floorboards and pain
Yeah, the sun's going down
Paint and dust on the floorboards and pain
I've seen a thousand suns just like it
Ain't expecting sun again
Got canyons on my face
That the years and the whiskey wore deep
Lord, got canyons on my face
That the years and the whiskey wore deep
Got no more promises to make
And no more promises to keep
My future's a train
That's long left the station, ain't coming back round
My future's a train
That's long left the station, ain't never coming back round
I don't listen for a whistle
I just listen to this sound
There's a shadow in the corner
Standing silent in the fading light
Yeah, a quiet presence in the corner
Standing there in the fading light
It's writing in a great book
Sealing up my day and my night
He's telling my sins
My sorrows, every single dollar I've earned
He's counting up my sins and my sorrows
Every lesson that I never learned
But I ain't looking his way
That's a page I ain't concerned to see turn
He can write what he wants to
About the heavens or the fires below
Yeah, let that book man write what he wants
About the heavens or the fires down below
All I know is this wood and this wire
And the only truth I'll ever know
I ain't asking for mercy
Ain't praying for my time to extend
No, I ain't asking for no mercy
Ain't hoping for my time to extend
This blues is my beginning
And this blues will be my end