One Man, One Guitar Songtext

von Jackie Leven

Tell fortune of the blindness
Tell nature of day
Tell friendship of unkindness
Tell justice of delay
(last written words of Sir Walter Raleigh)

So I checked into the hotel no stars
Woman at reception ask me how I are
I said, I'm one man - this is one man
And one guitar

Then I lay down on long buried steel
My bed was spinning like a fevered wheel
Call the doctor - h can't help me
Or my guitar

The ink's still wet where I signed my name
To say it's all my fault and nobody is to blame
There's a woman at the snowline selling sex
She got a little tartan skirt and a bottle of Beck's
Our eyes meet when I flash by the car
I'm just another man and one guitar

Can I get a witness, can I stay alive
As I stumbled in tears past the old beehive
When the man dies the bees leave home
All the world's honey sticking in my bones

I'm sitting on a low bed - my guitar in case
Television moving across my face
I can never - no I van never
Go out of this place

I hear a murder of crows as they mass and mob