by Veritas Merit

Created on: March 30, 2009

Blues for Bob

I aint long for this world

And I aint comin back

All I own I got on my back.

It's been a long, long haul.

And it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

All kinds of problems

And lotsa fine times

You shoulda seen meyellin' in my prime

It's been a years-long haul.

And it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

Got me some trouble

Right outta school

I was silly and stupid and some kinda fool

But I took my time

And I did it all (Did it all).

But it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

You gottas be fancy and you gotta be quick

And it don't hurt if you gotta big deck.

If you know what I mean

I mean nuthin' at all.

Cuz if you get lucky

You'll get the cash

If you go crazy

Your brain is smashed

If you find fortune

Wealth on a stick

It don't do you no good

Unless you ain't sick

Forever and ever

It's been a long haul.

And it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

I believed all the gurus

And John Lennon too

We're all just mortal

Them, me and you.

But too many think they make stuff happen

And that makes me so mad.

It's been a ever-so-long haul.

And it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

Cry me a river,

I write the songs,

This land is your land

I'll sing along

But I aint got nuthin'

But fame for my pain.

Cuz it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

From scripture and heaven

I heard the call

Don't sell out to Satan

And that means ya'all ya'all.

But the board room's too temping

And the Kremlin is fine

Or the White hHouse would do too

Cuzin' I got mines.

Don't ignore the message

The message you hear

It might come from Jesus

It might come from fear

It might come from a dead man

But that's just sexist

So let's give Joanie a call.

It's such been a long haulafter all

And it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

I could write verses

Make em all good

Say it plain or encrypt it

Like I should,

But the people are listenin'

More for the tune

So I took a few blues chords

And sat down in my room

And whittled away at the bullshit and doom

Until I came back to

"So why talk at all?"

Cuz it aint worth anything

So I heard the legend say.

My harp's in my lap now,

I better just play.

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