All I'm writing is just what I feel, that's all. I just keep it almost naked. And probably the words are so bland.
I try all night to play a pretty note.
We have time, there's no big rush.
Sometimes you'll want to give up the guitar. You'll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you're gonna be rewarded.
See, that's nothing but blues, that's all I'm singing about. It's today's blues.
When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.