作曲 : Bonamassa, Huff So here's my situation, for all the world to see Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me Rising up, just to tear me down I can be your perfect stranger, but just not now Insomnia, it drains my life Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time Fly me out of the windowsill No it ain't about my life, and it ain't about my will Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've been around along time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again, it's an easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, Leads a blind man Blues Lost in a Daze as I find myself Looking for new ways, to find a way out Causin' an effect, makes me drown a desire Tempted by my fate, of a virgin fire Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've Been Around a Long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket's, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again It's a easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Makes a good man walking, it's a easy man's Blues yeah Hey, Dirt in my Pocket Now Hmmmmmm mmmmmmm
作曲 : Bonamassa, Huff So here's my situation, for all the world to see Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me Rising up, just to tear me down I can be your perfect stranger, but just not now Insomnia, it drains my life Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time Fly me out of the windowsill No it ain't about my life, and it ain't about my will Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've been around along time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again, it's an easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, Leads a blind man Blues Lost in a Daze as I find myself Looking for new ways, to find a way out Causin' an effect, makes me drown a desire Tempted by my fate, of a virgin fire Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've Been Around a Long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket's, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again It's a easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Makes a good man walking, it's a easy man's Blues yeah Hey, Dirt in my Pocket Now Hmmmmmm mmmmmmm
