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Pete McDonald: Music

Wearing the Blues

(Pete McDonald)
2005-11-13
(c) 2005 Pete McDonald and Elise Huneke Stone
Come and find me in the lost and found
Meet me on the merry go round
I’m falling down without your sound
Oh honey I’m so confused
Baby I’m wearing the blues

I’m strung out on your strings and stronger stuff
Too much is never quite enough
and your tenderness just makes you tough
And honey I get so bruised
Baby I’m wearing the blues

It’s all give and take; it’s back and forth
My south winds up against your north
And it’s priceless, babe, for what it’s worth
And honey I can’t refuse
Baby I’m wearing the blues

There’s a hundred other places to be
Than your alternate reality
With your western hospitality
Oh honey how can I choose?
Baby I’m wearing the blues

I keep looking for answers on the faded page
With the poets of ecstasy and the poets of rage
A crossover kid from another age
Oh honey I’m second hand news
Baby I’m wearing the blues