Bringing me down, I'm running Blind in the light of the interstate Passing me by, the and semis Plunging stones from a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road, to the load I picked up in ten cafes and bars with 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 from the light Ohh, I'm in you
I left St. Louis, of Blues In the midst of a storm I'd forget I tried to it came to an end 'Cause you weren't the I once thought I'd met
But I can't deny, oh, have gone by I had doubts or thoughts of regret And I was a man when all this Who wouldn't twice about being there yet
Black-throated wind, in sin Is speaking of that passes like dew Forced me to see you've done by me Better by me than I've by you
Now what's to be found, around You carry your pain you go Oh, of the blues trying to lose You ain't gonna what you don't want to know
I give you my eyes, all of lies help them to learn as well as to see That capture a glance, oh, and make a Of at you, looking at me
The black-throated keeps on pouring in With its words of a lie that could almost be Ah, Mother Night, here comes the light Goin' around, that's what I'm do
Goin' back that's what I'm gonna do Turnin' around, that's I'm gonna do Goin' back home that's what I'm, I'm 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 that's what I'm gonna do Well, I'm goin' in you