There was a man who sang the blues No one could deny he spoke the truth He shouted through the microphone But no one could care less He lived his life anonymously Was rediscovered posthumously Now people quote his words And talk about his tragic death
(Ain't that the way it goes)
The was a man who told a lie With a twinkle in his eye People came from all around To stand by his side People will sell their souls away For a little false hope and some unfound praise There's always somebody out there Who is happy to oblige
(Ain't that the way it goes) Amazing grace to you
He met her in a college bar Talked his way into her car She fell in love with him, I guess The same time he lost interest Now, he takes a hit off of his bong While she listens to country songs Ah, to be young again
(Ain't that the way it goes) Amazing grace to you
There's a place in my father's home Where I still go to be alone Demons visit me there yet Sometimes we share a cigarette They laugh and whisper in my ear Tell me what I want to hear The devil has so many friends