Letra de Rex's Blues / Ft. Worth Blues (Live)
It's a Townes Van Zandt songRide the blue wind, high and free She'll lead you down to misery Leave you low, come time to go Alone and low as low can beIf I had a nickel, I'd find a game If I won a dollar, I'd make it rain If it rained an ocean, I'd drink it dry Or lay me down dissatisfiedAnd this legs to walk and thoughts to fly Eyes to laugh and lips to cry And a restless tongue to classify All born to grow and grown to dieI'm chained upon the face of time Feelin' full of foolish rhyme Ain't no dark until something shines I'm bound to leave this dark behindSo tell my mama, I done no wrong Tell my baby, I said so long Tell my brother to watch his own I'll tell my friends to mourn me noneRide the blue wind, high and free She'll lead you down to misery Leave you low, come time to go Alone and low as low can be Alone and low as low can be All alone and low as low can beFort Worth, all the neon's burnin' bright Pretty lights, red and blue But they'd shut down all the honky tonks tonight And say a prayer or two, if they only knewHow you always said the highway was your home And we both know and that ain't true It's just the only place that we can go When we don't know where we're going toAnd Colorado's always clean and healin' And Tennessee in spring is green and cool It never really was your kind of town But you went around with the Forth Worth bluesSomewhere up above the great divide Where the sky is wide, the clouds are few And a man can see his way clear to the light Just hold on tight, that's all you gotta doAnd they say Texas weather's always changin' One thing change'll bring is somethin' new Ah, Houston really ain't that bad a town So you hang around with the Fort Worth bluesThere's a full moon over Galway Bay tonight A silver light over green and blue Every time I travel through, I find Some kinda sign that you've been throughAnd Amsterdam was always good for grieving London never fails to leave me blue And Paris realy ain't my kinda town So I just walked around with the Fort Worth bluesSee you when I get there, maestro