Chains & Things - Joe Bonamassa

I don’t need your constant heartache

All I have is my guitar and you

I turned thirty one years old today

All you gave me was that store bought blues

And I know how that lonesome

Lonesome road blues can be

Like a devil race car baby

Lonesome road comfort me

I long for those days of simple times

Day’s when guitar strings a cost a dime

I’m the only one for you there is

Help me down baby, hell that is yeah

And I know how that lonesome

Lonesome road blues can be

Like a devil race car baby

Lonesome road comfort me

Mmm mmmmm

I sold my soul for a pack of cigarettes yeah!

Mississippi is where I think my best

My string is crazy, I keep her sane

After me baby there’s no one to blame

And I know how that lonesome

Lonesome road blues can be

Like a devil race car baby

Lonesome road comfort me

Like a devil race car baby

These ol' blues comfort me yeah