The Heart That Never Waits - Joe Bonamassa

Well, the gigolo's jumpin' salty Ain't no trade out on the streets Half past the unlucky And the hawk's a front row seat Dressed in full orchestration Stage door Johnny's got to pay And sent him home Talking 'bout the one that got away Well, could've been on Easy Street Could've been a wheel With irons in the fire And all them business deals But the last of the big time losers Shouted before he drove away I'll be right back as soon as I crack The one that got away The ambulance drivers, they don't give a shit They just want to get off work And the short stop And the victim already gone berserk And the shroud tailor measures him For a deep six holiday The stiff is froze, the case is closed On the one that got away Now Jim Crow's directing traffic With them cemetery blues With them peculiar looking trousers Them old Italian shoes And a wooden kimono was all ready To drop in San Francisco Bay But he's mumbling something All about the one that got away Costello was the champion At the St.Moritz Hotel And the best this side of Fairfax Reliable sources tell But his reputation is at large And he's at Ben Frank's every day Waiting for the one that got away He's got a snake skin sport shirt And he looks like Vincent Price With a little piece of chicken And he's carving off a slice But someone tipped her off She'll be doing a Houdini now any day She shook his hustle A Greyhound bus'll take the one that got away Andre is at the piano Behind the Ivar in the sewers With a buck a shot for pop tunes And a fin for guided tours He could've been in Casablanca He stood in line out there all day Now he's spilling whiskey And learning songs about the one that got away Well, I've lost my equilibrium And my car keys and my pride The tattoo parlor's warm And so I hustle there inside And the grinding of the buzz-saw "What you want that thing to say?" I say, "Just don't misspell her name Buddy, she's the one that got away"

I watch her pickin' up their tips off the tables And see them smile as she brings another round That dress she's wearin' shows she's all woman And it reminds me I once had what they want now. That girl who waits on tables used to wait for me at home And she waited till all her love was gone I'm too late but I still worship the floor she's dancin' on That girl who waits on tables used to wait for me at home. I see her playin' that ol' juke box with their dimes It's a song about a fool who did her wrong And I'll wait for her again till closin' time But when she goes home tonight I'll be alone. That girl who waits on tables used to wait for me at home And she waited till all her love was gone I'm too late but I still worship the floor she's dancin' on That girl who waits on tables used to wait for me at home. That girl who waits on tables used to wait for me at home...

Well, there's one thing you can't lose It's that feel Your pants, your shirt, your shoes But not that feel You can throw it out in the rain You can whip it like a dog You can chop it down like an old dead tree You can always see it When you're coming into town Once you hang it on the wall You can never take it down But there's one thing you can't lose And it's that feel You can pawn your watch and chain But not that feel It always comes and finds you It will always hear you cry I cross my wooden leg And I swear on my glass eye It will never leave you high and dry Never leave you loose It's harder to get rid of than tattoos But there's one thing you can't lose Is lose that feel But there's one thing you can't do Is lose that feel You can throw it off a bridge You can lose it in the fire You can leave it at the altar But it will make you out a liar You can fall down in the street You can leave it in the lurch Well you say that it's gospel But I know that it's only church But there's one thing you can't lose And it's that feel It's that feel (But there's one thing you can't lose) And it's that feel And there's one thing you can't lose And it's that feel And there's one thing you can't lose And it's that feel

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