Joe Bonamassa - Dirt In My Pocket Lyrics
So here's my situation, for all the world to seeGone is my innocence, all that's left is meRising up, just to tear me downI can be your perfect stranger, but just not nowInsomnia, it drains my lifeGone is the stranger from a forgotten timeFly me out of the windowsillNo it ain't about my life, and it ain't about my willWarring superstitions, Joy and inhibitionsI've been around along time, I can't lie to myselfDirt in my Pocket, Dirt on my ShoesMakes a grown man win again, it's an easy man's BluesDirt on my Conscience, Dirt over youLeaves a good man walking, Leads a blind man BluesLost in a Daze as I find myselfLooking for new ways, to find a way outCausin' an effect, makes me drown a desireTempted by my fate, of a virgin fireWarring superstitions, Joy and inhibitionsI've Been Around a Long time, I can't lie to myselfDirt in my Pocket's, Dirt on my ShoesMakes a grown man win againIt's a easy man's BluesDirt on my Conscience, Dirt over youLeaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's BluesDirt on my Conscience, Dirt over youMakes a good man walking, it's a easy man's Blues yeahHey, Dirt in my Pocket NowHmmmmmm mmmmmmm
