mistress named music

Lyrics

i still remember miss bessie singing, black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys, just five years old, my church shoes a-dangling, yeah, she's long gone and i'm still chasing this song, with a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines, that nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride, i got a crazy heart, but i was born to lose it, married to a dream with a mistress named music, no hope and squarely solitary, enough whiskey and coke, boys, to get me in a bind, amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me, even that cop car rolling past, by the time they hit the front door, i was out the back, with a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines, that nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride, i got a crazy heart, and i was born to lose it, married to a dream with a mistress named music, white calloused fingers on bronze and nylon, these same old boots are still tapping time, not quite the buzz i used to tie on, but 'til i'm gone, i'll be chasing this song, with a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines, that nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride, i got a crazy heart, and i was born to lose it, married to a dream with a mistress named music, yeah, i'm married to a dream with a mistress named music