Bringing me down, I'm aground Blind in the light of the cars Passing me by, the and semis like stones from a slingshot on Mars
But I'm by the road, bound to the load I up in ten thousand cafes and bars Alone the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up The highway, the moon, the clouds and the
The black-throated wind keeps on in With its of a life where nothing is new Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost the light Ohh, I'm in you
I left St. Louis, of Blues In the midst of a I'd rather forget I tried to pretend it to an end 'Cause you weren't the woman I thought I'd met
But I deny, oh, times have gone by I never had doubts or of regret And I was a man when all this Who wouldn't think twice about there yet
Black-throated wind, in sin Is speaking of that passes like dew Forced me to see you've done by me by me than I've done by you
Now what's to be found, around You carry your pain you go Oh, full of the trying to lose You ain't gonna learn what you want to know
I give you my eyes, all of their Please help to learn as well as to see That capture a glance, oh, and make a Of looking at you, at me
The black-throated wind keeps on in With its words of a lie could almost be true Ah, Mother American Night, comes the light Goin' around, that's what I'm do
Goin' back home that's I'm gonna do Turnin' around, that's I'm gonna do Goin' back that's what I'm, I'm gonna do You've done better by me 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