Born Again American Blues (Single)

by Bryan McPherson

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I got the born again american blues blues blues blues. Playing another show down in Santa Cruz Cruz Cruz. Up to Portland and Seattle, all the way from Syracuse. And I'm playing like there's nothing left to lose. What do you want from me my lady of the sea? You want to wash me toss me drag me wash me away. I got the finger picking sticking love love love in my vein. And I got an answer to all the other answers that will take your pain away. I want to live forever on Friday. When there's always a check in the mail and I'm always paid. What do you want from me my lady of the breeze? I got a western wind blowing down on me.
I got a sleeping bag I take it with me wherever I go. I always got a bed. I always got a home. I got the sky for my sky light. Don't worry mama I'm alright. 'Cause I was born at night. I was born born born to fight with shadows on the wall. 7 years since last call, but there's a soul dying somewhere tonight. What do you want from me my lady of the street with your broken bottles and sewer caps forlorn? I want 50,000 people to clap your hands right on time. We can all sing in rhythm and we can all sing in rhyme. The engineers will struggle to keep us all in time. We're all life-long prisoners of this time. In these dark dark dark dark dark dark scary times. We walk walk walk walk walk walk fine lines between ever present death and ever lasting life. What do you want from me my lady of belief? She says faith is a god damn motherfucker to keep. Harmonica. She said she's never coming back again. She said she's never coming back again. She said I'm as gone gone as your western wind. You're never ever ever ever ever gonna see me here again. But then baby baby baby baby baby baby please come home. You left me left me left me left me left me left me all alone. And these eastern winds are blowing so god damned cold. Look at us we're growing so god damn old. What do you want from me boy of the breeze? She said you're blowing like a broken tornado. The End.

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released July 18, 2016

Written and performed by Bryan McPherson

Recorded by Bryan Dobbs in Atwater Village, Los Angeles, California.

Mixed and Mastered by Willy Samuels at Nutone in Pittsburgh California.

Baby - Unknown
Photographer - Unknown
Cover photo and layout by Bryan McPherson

Copyright Bryan McPherson 2016

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Bryan McPherson Los Angeles, California

Bryan McPherson, a fiery, folk-playing, Boston native, was called west in July of 2010. Bryan now tours internationally and bases himself out of Los Angeles, California.

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Track Name: Born Again American Blues
I got a sleeping bag I take it with me wherever I go. I always got a bed. I always got a home. I got the sky for my sky light. Don't worry mama I'm alright. 'Cause I was born at night. I was born born born to fight with shadows on the wall. 7 years since last call, but there's a soul dying somewhere tonight. What do you want from me my lady of the street with your broken bottles and sewer caps forlorn? I want 50,000 people to clap your hands right on time. We can all sing in rhythm and we can all sing in rhyme. The engineers will struggle to keep us all in time. We're all life-long prisoners of this time. In these dark dark dark dark dark dark scary times. We walk walk walk walk walk walk fine lines between ever present death and ever lasting life. What do you want from me my lady of belief? She says faith is a god damn motherfucker to keep. Harmonica. She said she's never coming back again. She said she's never coming back again. She said I'm as gone gone as your western wind. You're never ever ever ever ever gonna see me here again. But then baby baby baby baby baby baby please come home. You left me left me left me left me left me left me all alone. And these eastern winds are blowing so god damned cold. Look at us we're growing so god damn old. What do you want from me boy of the breeze? She said you're blowing like a broken tornado. The End.