Lyrics
Remember when you moved so slow, going to the show?
Always cooped up in your room
With a bottle of whiskey every meal of June
I don't know those eyes
Why you get so wasted all alone?
You're burnin' out your light
You just don't seem, oh, so bright
What do I have to do to keep your pride?
I'll be by your side
I don't think Lee Hooker could ever sing the blues
Not the way I do
When I am starin' right at you
Oh, mama, please, just hold me one more night
Before I lose you to the juice