Broken Hearted Blues

[Verse 1]

This is a song, that I wrote when I was young

And I call it, the broken-hearted blues

[Verse 2]

The air on that night, was tempered like a knife

And the people wore the face masks of a clown

[Verse 3]

Don, he was long, misshapen and forlorn

And his woman ran away without a smile

[Verse 4]

Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf

But the faces of the men are something else

[Verse 5]

Chasing wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy

But baby, now he's a toothless baggy man

[Verse 6]

When the hills of the sun, make you feel that you are young

Get good now, and face your face to the wind

[Verse 1]

And this is a song, that I wrote when I was young

And I called it the broken-hearted blues