Album
Mr. Misunderstood
Mistress Named Music
FIRST PLAYED
Tuesday, Mar 08, 2016
Melkweg, Amsterdam, Netherlands
LAST PLAYED
Friday, Apr 26, 2024
Stagecoach Festival, Indio, CA
Release Date
Tuesday, Nov 03, 2015
Times Played
123
PURCHASE SONG
STREAM SONG
LYRICS
I still remember Miss Bessie singing
Black wrinkled fingers on ivory keys
Just 5 years old my church shoes a dangling
Yeah, she’s long gone and I’m still chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart
But I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
No hope and squarely solitary
Enough whiskey and coke, boys, to get me in a bind
Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me
Even that cop car rolling past
By the time they hit the front door
I was out the back
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Is one hell of a ride
I got a crazy, crazy heart
And I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
White callused fingers on bronze and nylon
These same old boots are still tapping time
Not quite the buzz I used to tie on
But till I’m gone, I’ll be chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart
But I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
Yeah, I’m married to a dream with a mistress named music
Black wrinkled fingers on ivory keys
Just 5 years old my church shoes a dangling
Yeah, she’s long gone and I’m still chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart
But I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
No hope and squarely solitary
Enough whiskey and coke, boys, to get me in a bind
Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me
Even that cop car rolling past
By the time they hit the front door
I was out the back
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Is one hell of a ride
I got a crazy, crazy heart
And I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
White callused fingers on bronze and nylon
These same old boots are still tapping time
Not quite the buzz I used to tie on
But till I’m gone, I’ll be chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom
And a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons
Has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart
But I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
Yeah, I’m married to a dream with a mistress named music