Sunday, December 29, 2013

Pipe-Smokin' Blues

 
 
Get out my topcoat; put on my hat.
Let's get a walkin' shoes.
Can't sit here a waitin' and hesitatin'--
With these solitary pipe smokin' blues.
The show is over; the curtain falls.
No stage set with music tonight
No cues to answer--no lover's calls.
Heaven help this actor's plight.
Get out my wallet and spread the news--
I'm free, tonight--what can I lose?
The air is hazy.
I'll soon go crazy--
With these solitary
Pipe-smokin' blues. 

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