Burns his words in midnight oil left or right

A soft memory toasted with Jack and Jim

Girls of the evening holding us in the glow

You and I like always tipping a few

Speaking world nonsense living legends

You pick a bit of blues and I write a song

Tip a few more ladies keep us warm

You add a verse image blocked by a curse

Cough not rehearsed rips gut wrenching pain

Breathe stolen by a harsh drug going down

Eyes go blurry room goes dark in light died

Stool laid down to rest the wood of good

Listen to me heard you died we both cry

It was your lonely soul and I glass empty

Melody breaking the bonds of every town

Turn quick and you will see the last of me

I drank your share you never could....

Heard a lonely cry in the heart of surrender

Took the last dollar to burn a candle

Knees hit the floor mind wanders back

Words plead flame flickers you are here

Eyes turn to summer voice drops low

Time for me to go on home for my turn

Sister the piano goes, a lick on the guitar

No place a run at the heart left in fear

Hand is cold as the soul staggering

Mind is a drink waiting to happen

Watched the ground swallow hard

A bard is going down still I cry