As I am laying here in bed
with things going on in my head
is my nose bleeding?
what the hell
give me a tissue to wipe it with
that girl called me the doctor.
who?
is my time passing?
thought you said
there's  life in this old dog yet
give me a guitar
and a tissue to plug my nose with
and I'll play some notes
and get the blues moving
for there ant nothing
like rockin'
the blues when you feel down
and Sally can come round
to see me laying here
bleeding out  my truths

Just don't call the doctor as play my guitar.