He Was
dark and deep and
Moody like a river,
he spoke a poet's tongue
He sung with eyes
that cut right to your heart
A sad song made him cry
He always talked about the old man
How they'd and talk and drink
For the old man he would put it on the line
Runnin' straight to the
heart
His words painted pictures
and moved in the night
Like shadows they would dance
He saw the devil
and he looked him in the eye
Looked him dead in the eye
He always talked about the old man
How they'd sit and talk and drink
For the old man,
he would put it on the line
Runnin' straight to the
home
Sittin' with the minstrel prince,
the day that I first saw him
How they sang and laughed and drank
Talkin' bout their blues
and talkin' bout their music
And the feeling when it's right
He always talked about the old man
How they'd sit and talk and drink
For the old man he would
put it on the line
Run nin' straight to the heart
Rustle, you're you're in my heart
He knew that there was trouble
and he had to help the old man
He knew the stakes were high
He saw the devil
and he looked him in the eye
He spit right in his eye
He always talked about the old man
How they'd sit and talk and dream
For the old man,
he was puttin' on the line
Runnin' straight to the heart
Runnin' straight to the heart
Runnin' straight to the heart
Thank very much.