Brainerd Road Café Blues

I got a friend Gustavo

I don't know his last name

He's got a mustache like Roberto Durant

And a grand on Notre Dame

He pours whiskey at the cafe in Brainerd

In the early afternoon

For the gringo that comes to hide out

And drink and watch cartoons

He asked about my business

I say I'm here to jinx your bet

He say I no worry, amigo

I say You no worry yet

He laid it all on the Irish

They layed it all back on him

Now he's on the run from the bastard

Son of Iceberg Slim

And Anna Magnani is singing

So who do you think's running things

Nothing lasts forever

Nothing, but mandolin strings

Everyone does what they do for a reason

Mine is more than I care to explain

Turn the heat up, I'm freezing

And play Anna Magnani again

Yeah, back before I laid down the whiskey

And got too tired to pretend

There was words and thoughts to my thinking

But now it's all rhyming again

I can't say what became of Gustavo

I told the dicks all that I knew

I know less than I thought I did

And more than they think I do

And Anna Magnani is singing

So who do you think's running things

Nothing lasts forever

Nothing, but mandolin strings

Everyone does what they do for a reason

Mine is more than I care to explain

Turn the heat up, I'm freezing

And play Anna Magnani again

Oh, Anna Magnani is singing

So who do you think's running things

Nothing lasts forever

Nothing, but mandolin strings

Everyone does what they do for a reason

Mine is more than I care to explain

Turn the heat up, man, I'm freezing

And play Anna Magnani again