| I can’t tell the smoke from the fog, oh my love
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| I can’t see the bridge today from my bay window, oh my love
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| Lonely, lonely days, just me and a Fante book and your cat
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| I can’t wait for you, I can’t wait for you to come back
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| I need your love like a crack addict needs crack
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| In the flower pot that’s sits on my fire escape
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| The mother dove and her young ones are long gone
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| Over the summer they flew away
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| Last night I came home the studio and I cried
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| Lookin' at old photos of myself in a cabin in West Virginia when I was a child
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| I used to spend all day catching salamanders in the steam
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| And me and my dad would catch catfish
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| And trout and cook 'em up in the firepit with my family
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| I only have a few memories of each year of my elementary school life
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| In kindergarten I used to nap on a rug that looked like a huge green dollar bill
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| In the first grade I remember them dousing my hair for lice
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| And gettin' a shot for chicken pox
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| And in the second grade I remember tornado drills
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| In the third we had a project where we buried time capsules
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| Mine had cut outs of David Bowie and Patti Smith and Led Zeppelin articles
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| When I looked at the other kids capsules, I knew I was on a different path than
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| the other kids
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| In the fourth grade on Music Day I brought Alice Cooper Goes to Hell
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| And a kid we called John the Baptist had to leave during that portion
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| Rock 'n' roll was against his religion
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| Now I walk through the San Francisco streets and I see all the seagulls and the
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| pigeons
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| And I carry this weight it’s called middle-aged depression
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| I have so many friends whose mothers and fathers passed of cancer at 59
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| And hey I’ll be 59 in five years' time
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| Baby, baby when you comin' I need you in my corner
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| Like Ali needed Dundee like Duran needed Ray Arcel
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| You’re my everything, you’re my best friend, and you’re my lover
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| If they put a gun on me I would never trade you for another
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| Oh yeah I got the October blues
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| When I walk it’s like I got cement in my shoes
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| Oh yeah I got the October blues
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| The California fires keep burning the smoke oozing and oozing
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| Oh Yeah I got the October blues
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| I look out my window
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| And everyone has moved
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| Oh yeah I got the October blues
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| Oh yeah I got the October blues
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| Throughout the day and night all I hear are sirens
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| I watched the debate the other night where Trump abrasively interrupted Joe
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| Biden
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| I’m makin' peace with these ordinary life watching news days
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| When I go to sleep I see the lambent light of my candle flickering
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| The heat wave is so bad I use it to kill off the mosquitoes
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| When I fall asleep I see spooky apparitions
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| The walks along the plywood storefronts don’t do much for my emotional condition
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| I got no job. |
| got no travel, I got no paycheck
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| But you’re comin' home on Tuesday and that beats the fuck out of a tour date
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| In Quebec
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| Talked to a friend in New York this morning
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| Today their puttin' their family dog to sleep
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| And I talked to another friend last week
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| Whose house burned to the ground in Berry Creek
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| And I’m sittin' here in the studio sticky from the heat
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| Counting my blessings
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| So I don’t have hits like Johnny Cash or Waylon Jennings
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| And there’s so many weddings and funerals that by zoom we’re all attending
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| But time with you I know I’ll soon be spending
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| And that’s The October Blues ending |