Pocket of Blues

Chorus

Cypress trees swayin in the wind (oh Lord)

Waves are sparklin silver under that old moon grin

Feel the cool fog settle down on my skin

I got a pocket of blues, and nowhere to begin

Post-Chorus

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Verse 2

River rolls lazy just beyond my toes

Mud on my boots from places only wild things know

A lonesome owl callin while the cold night grows

I sit with my troubles like the undertow

Pre-Chorus

Ain't no preacher here, just slow reeds and time

Each breath of the night lets me ease my mind

Chorus

Cypress trees swayin in the wind (oh Lord)

Waves are sparklin silver under that old moon grin

Feel the cool fog settle down on my skin

I got a pocket of blues, and nowhere to begin

Post-Chorus

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Post-Chorus

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Bridge

My hands are sore from holdin back my soul

Knuckles white as driftwood tryin to keep control

That old bay breeze, it keeps on drawin me near

Wish I could let go, but I'm tangled here

Chorus

Cypress trees swayin in the wind (oh Lord)

Waves are sparklin silver under that old moon grin

Feel the cool fog settle down on my skin

I got a pocket of blues, and nowhere to begin

Post-Chorus

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Verse 3

Shells in my pocket from a morning long past

I walk where the cypress shadows always seem to last

My hands still ache with the memories I hold

Lost in the hush where the secrets go untold

Pre-Chorus

Maybe the river will carry these cares

Soft as the sighin tangled in the air

Chorus

Cypress trees swayin in the wind (oh Lord)

Waves are sparklin silver under that old moon grin

Feel the cool fog settle down on my skin

I got a pocket of blues, and nowhere to begin

Post-Chorus

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm