Wooden Wand — Outsider Blues lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Outsider Blues" by Wooden Wand.

Lyrics

Kristy finally sold a painting
So we decided to drive to the outsider blues fest in Toronto
We packed a coupla bags and left bright and early
Once we got outta town I put on some Mississippi Fred McDowell
Kristy said «Don't you think we’ll be hearing enough blues this weekend?»
So I played Sticky Fingers and I sang along to each word of each song
Kristy drove with two fingers on the steering wheel, drummin'
I skipped «you gotta move» — Kristy asked why, I said «I thought you said «I thought you said no blues!»
The pills we had taken were kickin' in
I’ve never seen my own heart — we never see our own hearts, that’s the truly
weird part!
Can’t asses any damage or survey the scars
But I see through the trees some place I’ve never known and I won’t live to see
There’s simply too many other places to get to But one day I’ll quit thinking so much, I’ll quit moving around and plan a flag
in this ground
That’s a difference, you know, you can really feel
I guess you can’t own it — like sometimes you get lucky with a straight flush
with no wilds
The you gotta say — «Alright fellas, come on now, lets all put away the guns»
But after the darkness there’s a light
After the darkness there’s light
outsider blues
And a parking lot shot through the pain pills and booze
Kristy kept bumping me with her hip and smiling
I might have felt like I was saved then
But I know what I feels' just one version of real
If there’s one thing that can not be taught
it’s belief
Outsider blues with little to lose
Outsider blues with little to lose