Sugar Blue Too-Jeff Finlin

[ti:Sugar Blue Too] [ar:Jeff Finlin] [al:Life After Death - The Essential Jeff Finlin] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Sugar Blue Too - Jeff Finlin [00:16.63]Ulysses pulls his sword [00:18.84] [00:19.94]For Cleopatra's muse [00:22.57] [00:23.29]He thinks he won the war [00:25.47]But that gal's going to break his a** in two [00:29.22] [00:30.26]He plays the wonder boy [00:32.44] [00:33.75]Muscles pilin' high [00:36.03]But she slays him with a kiss [00:39.21]And a piece of mama's apple pie [00:42.86] [00:43.62]Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark [00:49.71]And whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart [00:56.64]And let the trumpet sound but listen to the morning dew [01:03.29]And fill yourself with what you found [01:06.84]And be my little sugar blue [01:10.80] [01:14.78]You play the ace again [01:16.54] [01:18.16]You hid inside your boot [01:20.26] [01:21.44]Wear the nose and cheap disguise [01:24.02]And think no one will notice you [01:27.08] [01:28.24]Try and try and never win [01:30.32] [01:31.66]Buy a ticket for yourself [01:33.91] [01:35.01]Shine your shoes and blow your kiss [01:37.54]But the train it comes for someone else [01:41.15] [01:41.95]Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark [01:47.98]And whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart [01:54.75]And [01:55.13] [01:56.05]Let the trumpets sound but listen to the morning dew [02:01.57]And fill yourself with what you found [02:05.11]And be my little sugar blue [02:10.32] [02:40.31]My cowboy friend he sings his songs [02:43.05]On East 4th Street without his hat [02:45.78] [02:47.02]His cattle's all some spicy dish [02:49.86]On the menu written from a map [02:53.04] [02:54.00]Tennessee he wrote it down [02:56.52]In a tragedy so blue so black [02:59.84] [03:00.88]The hole it's big it's dark it's round [03:03.37]And you can't fill it up with what you lack [03:06.74] [03:07.94]I've lived outside so long [03:10.35]I've got no clue for looking in [03:13.44] [03:14.43]I've got the key right to the door [03:17.05]But all I know how to do is kick it in [03:19.95] [03:21.43]Ring them bells St. Christopher [03:24.08]With an axle and a broken wheel [03:27.10] [03:28.09]I have become the things I see [03:30.74]And I know that they're not really real [03:34.14] [03:35.11]Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark [03:41.15]And whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart [03:48.15]And [03:48.58] [03:49.14]Let the trumpet sound but listen to the morning dew [03:54.79]And fill yourself with what you found [03:58.30]And be my little sugar blue