Bringing me down, I'm running Blind in the light of the cars Passing me by, the and semis like stones from a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road, to the load I picked up in ten thousand and bars Alone with the rush of the drivers who pick me up The highway, the moon, the clouds and the
The black-throated wind on pouring in With its words of a life nothing is new Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost the light Ohh, I'm in you
I St. Louis, City of Blues In the of a storm I'd rather forget I to pretend it came to an end 'Cause you the woman I once thought I'd met
But I can't deny, oh, times have by I had doubts or thoughts of regret And I was a man when all this Who wouldn't think about being there yet
Black-throated wind, in sin Is speaking of that passes like dew Forced me to see done better by me Better by me than done by you
Now what's to be found, racing You carry pain wherever you go Oh, full of the blues trying to You ain't gonna learn what you don't to know
I you my eyes, all of their lies Please help to learn as well as to see That capture a glance, oh, and a dance Of at you, looking at me
The black-throated wind keeps on in With its of a lie that could almost be true Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the Goin' around, that's I'm gonna do
Goin' back home what I'm gonna do Turnin' around, what I'm gonna do Goin' back home what I'm, I'm gonna do You've better by me than I've done by you
Ohh, I'm in you Ohh, I'm in you I'm goin' back home what I'm gonna do Well, I'm drowning in you