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Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
Woke up this mornin’, rain drippin’ down the glass
Old clock tickin’, memories fading fast
My boots are muddy, but my heart got heavier still
Another day gone, another promise unfulfilled
Coffee brewing slow and weak
Dreams slipping out, hard to speak
And I got those back door blues
Walkin’ in the midnight shoes
Trouble comes and never goes
Sadness in the way it grows
Can’t seem to shake these back door blues
Neighbors whisperin’, heard my name on the wind
Shadows linger where the stories begin
Left my guitar on the porch for a friend
Ain’t picked it up since you left, can’t pretend
Cigarette embers light the gloom
Echoes filling up the room
And I got those back door blues
Walkin’ in the midnight shoes
Trouble comes and never goes
Sadness in the way it grows
Can’t seem to shake these back door blues
Every alley’s got a tale to tell
Every goodbye rings a mournful bell
Footsteps fall in empty halls
Waiting on hope that never calls
And I got those back door blues
Walkin’ in the midnight shoes
Trouble comes and never goes
Sadness in the way it grows
Can’t seem to shake these back door bluesSomeday the sun might shine for me
Till then, these blues are all I see
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