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I wake up each morning with you on my mind
It's funny how sweet dreams can be so unkind
Sometimes, I wonder if I'll ever get over you
A creature of habit in all that I do
When I make coffee, I still make coffee for two
But it should be for three, your memory, me and the blues
The day that you left, I promised myself
That I was gonna be just fine
But now with you gone and I'm here all alone
I can't get you out of my mind
I just sit home nights missing your touch
Thinking about when it was the two of us
But now it's we three, your memory, me and the blues
I just sit home nights missing your touch
Thinking about when it was the two of us
But now it's we three, your memory, me and the blues
Your memory, me and the blues
- Album:
- Prick of the Litter
- The Early Years
- Blind, Crippled and Crazy
- Acquired Taste
- The Definitive Collection
- Cost of Living
- Room to Breathe
- Nothing Personal
- Miscellaneous
- One of the Fortunate Few
- The Alligator Records 25th Anniversary Collection
- Delbert McClinton
- The Jealous Kind
- Keeper of the Flame
- Second Wind
- Love Rustler
- Genuine Cowhide
- Subject to Change
- Imus Ranch Record
- Non-Album Releases