In This Town

Your headlights, they are shining on the sidewalks of suburbia
You’ve got cash in your front pocket and a bag on the dash
Silver lighter lying on the vinyl seat
As you roll yourself a cigarette, I say I’ve never been on this street

How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down
How’d you ever learn in this town

Down by the river, there’s a place where we can go
You can play me Robert Johnson - tell me everything you know
I know you’ve got a girlfriend - I know she’s prettier than me
This is nothing but a lesson in music history

There’s the turnaround
There’s the beat
There’s a vintage Gibson flat top
Right there in your backseat

How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down
How’d you ever learn in this town

In the morning you can pretend that you don’t know me
I will try to remember what you showed me
Right now, I’ve got a head that’s full of doubt
And you’re driving me home with my dress on inside out

How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town
Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down
How’d you ever learn in this town