Blues, my friend

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It is never that far away
That you go
When I chase you away

It is never for a long time
That you leave
Blues my friend,

I like to pull you out
From my old entrails
Tired by life

I also love as much
When you come back to me
As a tormented demon

Who tries to find
The old house
That you had always haunted

Blues my friend,
You need me
To sing you

And i need you
To knead
My moods, my misfortunes

Blues my friend,
With you by my side,
And my old guitar,

I am most
Miserable and over living
Of all the men