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Lyricist: Alan Jackson
Lyrics:
He's just a singer A natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger To sad ol' songs He's not a walk be-hinder He's a new note finder His name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone
So he started drinkin' Took some things that messed up his thinkin' He was sure sinkin' When she came along He was alone in the spotlight Not too much left in sight She changed all that one night When she sang him this song
Hey, baby, I love you Hey, baby, I need you Hey, baby, you ain't got to prove to me You're some kind of macho man You've wasted so much of your life Runnin' through the dark nights Let me shine a little love light Down on that blues man
He got so sick from speedin' All the things they said he was needin' If he is to keep on pleasin' All of his fans He got cuffed on dirt roads He got sued over no shows She came and took all that ol' load Down off that blues man And he said...
Hey, baby, I love you too Hey, baby, I need you Hey, baby, I do get tired Of this travellin' band I'm over 40 years old now Nights would be cold now If you hadn't stuck it out With this blues man
He's over 40 years old now Nights would be so cold now If she hadn't hung around With that blues man
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