Me and my shadow are never apart,
we know the blues by heart.
Sing ‘em in the morning,
when the sun's on the rise,
sing them at night to star studded skies.
And I'm not crazy,
though it looks that way,
it's just that me and my shadow like to play,
Blue songs on a red guitar,
me and my shadow do a fine routine,
and it's taking the aching right out of my heart,
playing blues on a red guitar.
Well I talk to the wall,
but the wall never hears.
My pillow won't dry up all of my tears.
When the night comes ‘round,
and my shadow comes out,
she knows what all of this heartache's about.
And I'm not afraid,
of the darkness you see,
it's only my shadow that's following me, yeah,
Blue songs on a red guitar,
me and my shadow do a fine routine,
and it's taking the aching right out of my heart,
playing blues on a red guitar.
I will not be denied my sorrow,
I've earned the right to feel this way.
Maybe I will change my tune tomorrow,
but just tonight I think I'll play, yeah,
Blue songs on a red guitar,
me and my shadow do a fine routine,
and it's taking the aching right out of my heart,
playing blues on a red guitar.
Taking the aching right out of my heart,
playing blues on a red guitar.

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