There's a feeling deep inside of me, Something tells me I should be ashamed. I can't shake what's gotten hold of me. It's a thing that won't be tamed.
Oh, and I know, I know I know Rationality has gone astray. My greatest gift is that I love her, Even though she's gone away.
Midnight is just another time that I consider Just how blessed I truly am. Not everybody gets to know The love I feel for that gone ma'am.
Can you tell me of another love Story quite as true and quite as blue? I really don't think, don't think you can, My man. The woman I love has gone with you.
Well, you know I love that woman, Even though, even though she ain't no good. She's gonna put you through some rhythms. Then, she's gonna but you through some blues.
I won't deny the pretty pain, Because I'd take her back, I tell you true. She's gonna put you through some rhythms. Then, she's gonna put you through some blues.
Good ol southern rhythm and blues. I jotted it in one sitting in about 15 minutes after a groovy ride home which closed out an amazing week-end that I don't think even a broken heart could shade.