Rhythm Of The Blues

Mary Chapin Carpenter · Triple Feature [2010]

I can hear the rain come down, I can listen with my heart

I can see you with both eyes closed, in the dark

Sleep will come in just a while but, till it does I choose

To listen to the rain, it's the rhythm of the blues.



I walk along these streets of home, that once belonged to us

and now baby I walk alone and I am lost

In the sound of my own footsteps, on the avenues

I guess I'm only walkin', to the rhythm of the blues



I don't wanna hear another word spoken

I don't wanna see another tear show

I can't seem to fix what's broken

Like this record, baby, in my head



Lonely looks as bad on me as

Lonely looks on you

And still we keep on moving

to the rhythm of the blues



I want a place to call my own, where you have never been

I want to look around and know you won't be coming back again

On some pretense paper thin that I can see right through

You come and go baby, like the rhythm of the blues