I've had the blues for so long,
The whiskey inside my veins,
The lonely feelin babe,
Going through my brains.
If you don't want my affections,
Don't shake my dreams,
Get out of my courtyards,
And let my things flow free.
The lonesome days,
They do go by,
With a bottle of whiskey,
Staying by my side.
Playing the blues,
On my rusty harp,
The sounds that it gives me,
They break my heart.
Picture taken by me.
Ziga.