She sang the blues, but I could play the drumset
She made the tune, and everybody loved it
She'd count to three, I wasn't even done yet
She sang the blues, but I could play the drumset
She made the tune, and everybody loved it
She'd count to three, I wasn't even done yet
She fell asleep when she died at sunset
50 years and not a day of regret
It was here, at the show, that I'd say we first met
You were workin at the bar, I was playin in the band
We were starting in an hour, and the singer couldn't stand
- but you knew all the words to our songs
Every jazz standard, and the ballads all along
And the last answer that we heard was applause
You're a bad dancer for a girl without flaws, but
- we were signed by the end of the concert
Opening for Chet, Tony, and Frank Sinatra
- living the dream, and you winked from behind
And I closed my eyes every time that you cried cause
- it was a gift for the voice of a goddess
Even when I would sit by your bed in the hospice
- and we watched the lonely sun go down
She made the tune, and everybody loved it
She'd count to three, I wasn't even done yet
She sang the blues, but I could play the drumset
She made the tune, and everybody loved it
She'd count to three, I wasn't even done yet
She fell asleep when she died at sunset
50 years and not a day of regret
It was here, at the show, that I'd say we first met
You were workin at the bar, I was playin in the band
We were starting in an hour, and the singer couldn't stand
- but you knew all the words to our songs
Every jazz standard, and the ballads all along
And the last answer that we heard was applause
You're a bad dancer for a girl without flaws, but
- we were signed by the end of the concert
Opening for Chet, Tony, and Frank Sinatra
- living the dream, and you winked from behind
And I closed my eyes every time that you cried cause
- it was a gift for the voice of a goddess
Even when I would sit by your bed in the hospice
- and we watched the lonely sun go down
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