lover blues (in the style of woody guthrie and bob dylan)

 dont get caught up in love

russel and tussel with no wings above

nowhere to lie down nowhere to see

the place where im trapped and i call myself free

dont get caught up in all lifes mistakes

they rumble and buble and call themselves fate

by the time that your eyin the clock its to late

i was brought down and clipped now my meanings irate

dont get caught up in life

if i feel that ive known myself its a lie

ive been picturin mirrors with only true faces

your picturin hell i picture the graces

so dont get caught up in frustrations

your feeling so blustered youve lost concentration

your up and youre down its obliterated

but never no never shun time how you made it

i wish i could say as a human

im free

but these chains and these leashes keep waring down me

im hoping ill wear em to give me a name

dont get caught up in stuff

im still glad that you came

and lived for a while and gave me the lame

lovely and pretty hours plus all the pain

im sorry to hear now you feel far away

im here and im caught up

still feel the same

the love i have felt since back my school days

has flown on in wings and sometimes brings me disgrace

but im happy to say if my doorbell did ring

id fall back and see you get caught up again