Stella Blue (Take 5) [Not Slated] [8/7/73]

One, two, three, four

All the years combine, they melt into a dream

A broken angel sings from a guitar

In the end there's just a song, comes crying up the night

Through all the broken dreams and shattered years

Stella Blue, Stella Blue

When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see

There's just the pavement left and broken dreams

Still that same old song comes crying like the wind

Down every lonely street that's ever been

Stella Blue, Stella Blue

I've stayed in every blue light cheap hotel

Can't win for trying

Dust off those rusty strings just one more time

Gonna make 'em shine

It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free

There's nothing you can hold for very long

And when you hear that song come crying like the wind

It seems like all this life was just a dream

Stella Blue, Stella Blue

I gotta tune up one more time

One of those better be it, 'cause the rest have done enough

Oh, you mean, uh, you guys are getting tired of playing this tune