Funky Blues Messiahs Follow

He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceilin'
He called you his child, said honey, get wise to his game
He'll get you in trouble I know it, those bums are all the same

There's a Greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us
So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus

And it's all over now, don't you worry no more
Gonna go west to the sea
The Greyhound is swayin' and the radio is playin'
Some blues for baby and me

And the highway looks like it never did
Lord, it looks so sweet and so free
And I can't forget that trip to the west
Singin' blues for baby and me

Saw your hands tremblin', your eyes opened in surprise
It's ninety in the shade babe and there ain't a cloud in the sky
I called you my child, said honey, "Now this is our game"
There's two of us to play it and I'm happy to be home again

There's a Greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us
So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus

And it's all over now, don't you worry no more
Gonna go west to the sea
The Greyhound is swayin' and the radio is playin'
Some blues for baby and me

And the highway looks like it never did
Lord, it looks so sweet and so free
And I can't forget that trip to the west
Singin' blues for baby and me

And it's all over now, don't you worry no more
We're gonna go west to the sea
The Greyhound is swayin' and the radio is playin'
Some blues for baby and me

And the highway looks like it never did
Lord, it looks so sweet and so free
And I can't forget that trip to the west
Singin' blues for baby and me

He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceilin'
He called you his child, said honey, get wise to his game