Mistress Named Music Red Rocks Medley (Live)

I still remember Miss Bessie singing

Black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys

Just five years old, my church shoes dangling

Yes, she's long gone and I'm still singing this song

And with a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines

That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride

I got a crazy heart, but I was born to lose it

Married to a dream with a mistress named music

No hope, and squarely solitary

Enough Whiskey and Coke to get me in a bind

Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me

Even that cop car driving past

Outside the front door

Before they hit the back

I'm with a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines

That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride

I got a crazy heart, I was born to lose it

I'm married to a dream with a mistress named music

White calloused fingers on bronze and nylon

Same old boots are still tapping time

Not quite the buzz I used to tie on at the Grizzley Rose

Till I'm gone, I'll keep chasing this song

Chasing this song

Stood there boldly

Sweating in the sun

Felt like a million

Felt like number one

The height of summer

Never been that strong

Like a rock, like a rock

Nothing ever got to me, like a rock

I was something to see, like a rock

I was like a rock

Even though I ain't got money

I'm so in love with you, honey

And everything will bring a chain of love

Every morning, when I rise

You bring a smile of joy to my eyes

And tell me everything is gonna be alright

Well I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari

Tehachapi to Tonapah

I get on every kind of rig that's ever been weighed

Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed

But if you give me weed, whites, and wine

And show me a sign

And I'll be willing, to be moving, yeah

Well John at the bar, is a friend of mine

Gets me my drinks for free

And he's quick with a joke and to light up your smoke

But there's someplace that he'd rather be

He says, Bill, I believe this is killing me

As the smile ran away from his fa—

Yeah, I'm sure that I could be a movie star

If I could get out of this pla—

So, play us a song, you're the piano man

I'll play us a song tonight

'Cause we're all in the mood for a melody

And you got us feeling alright

Alright, alright, alright

I still feel twenty-five most of the time

Still raise a little Cain with the boys

Honky tonks and pretty women

I'm still right there with 'em

High above a crowd and the noise

Times I feel like Jesse James trying to make a name

Knowing no one's gonna change who I am

I was a young Troubadour when I wrote in on a song

And I'm gonna be an old Troubadour when I'm known

With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines

That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride

I got a crazy heart and I was born to lose it

I'm married to a dream with a mistress named music