i've been waiting here

for a long time

and i don't know if i can

get it out fo my head

i'm singing songs like you

know i been dead

and it's getting kind of

frustrating again.



my old lady won't come

home again

she stays out all night

but we won't even fight

she won't tell me what 's wrong

she won't tell me what's right

and that's about the shape i'm in



be nice find some waves

too low that i can't see the waves

behind the sun that shines on me

somtimes make a fool of me





i've been singing these

blues for a long time

would you take me home

and put me to bed?





i need your love in

my arms and a beer

for my head

so i can fall on through

to the end



be nice to find some waves

too low so i can't see the way you shine

those eyes that start the day for me

make a fool of me