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.
