King of the Blues

I see a man whose face
Shows a trace
Of where his life has been
I see the telltale signs
Of bitterness
Setting in
And this barroom mirror
Reflects no tears
When there’s nothing left to lose
Just a face that’s faced the bitter truth
And the king of the blues

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King… King of the Blues
Won’t you look at him now
And walk in his shoes
King… King of the Blues
He’s got nothing left
And nothing left to lose

There’s a lonely house
That sits ‘cross town
Once happiness lived there
Now those mem’ries
Echo down the hall
And he just sits and stares
He’s traded life
For memories
He’s got nothing left to lose
Now in this sad and broken palace
Hides the King of the Blues

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