Letra de Lament (Live at the Concertgebouw, Amsterdam, Nov. 23, 1973)
I guess I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar Business men would clap their hands Clip another fat cigarPublishers would spread the news Print my music far and wide All the kids who played the blues Would learn my licks with a bottle neck slide...But now it seems the bubble's burst Although you know there was a time When love songs gathered in my head With poetry in every lineStrong men strove to hold the doors While with my friends I passed the age People stomped on dirty floors Before I trod the rock 'n' roll stageThank the man who's on the phone If he has the time to spend Problem I'll explain once more And indicate a sum to lendThat ten percent is now a joke Maybe thirty, even thirty-five I'll say my daddy's had a stroke He'd have one now, if he only was aliveI like the way you look at me You're laughing too down there inside I took my chance and you took yours You crewed my ship, we missed the tideI like the way the music goes There's a few good guys who can play it right I like the way it moves my toes Say when you want to go and dance all night