Midnight Blues (Live) - Joe Bonamassa

It begins to tell 'round midnight 'Round midnight I do pretty well 'til after sundown Suppertime I'm feeling sad But it really gets bad 'round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight 'Round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still with you And old midnight knows it too When some quarrel we had needs mending Does it mean that our love is ending Darling I need you Lately I find You're out of my arms And I'm out of my mind Let our love take wing some midnight 'Round midnight Let the angels sing For your returning Let our love be safe and sound When old midnight comes around Let our love take wing some midnight 'Round midnight Let the angels sing For your returning Let our love be safe and sound When old midnight comes around

Sister midnight Calling sister midnight You've got me reaching for the moon Calling sister midnight You've got me playing the fool Calling sister midnight Calling sister midnight Can you hear me call? Can you hear me well? Can you hear me at all? Calling sister midnight Well, I'm an idiot for you Calling sister midnight I'm a breakage inside Calling sister midnight Calling sister midnight You know, I had a dream last night Mother was in my bed And I made love to her Father he gunned for me Hunted me with his six gun Calling sister midnight What can I do about my dreams? Listen to me, sister midnight You've got me walking in rags Listen to me, sister midnight You put a beggar in my heart Hey, where are you sister midnight? Can you hear me call? Can you hear me well? Can you hear me at all?

She won't drive a Cadillac unless it's new She says gold is just a place to put my jewel I work double shifts for one more pair of shoes This livin' easy's getting hard to do My daddy said never spend more than you make And that advice I've always tried to take 'Til the day you walked into the room Now livin' easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm trying Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a million in the bank but you need two Cause a man's gotta do what he's gotta do I'm going back to bustin' ass and singing blues This livin easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm tryin' Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a tombstone in the back yard one day Hand carved under my name it will say Here lies a man who found out far too soon This livin' easy's gotten way too hard to do 'Til the day that you walked into the room This livin easy's getting hard to do