Itâs been a long day, in an endless week
with a lifetime to go.
I prayed to make some sense of love,
but the answer came too slow.
I felt the storm hitting me
by the slamming of a door.
But Iâll find shelter I know I canât loseâ¦
my little refuge in the blues
A scratchy record, from a bargain bin,
that I bought years ago.
Down in the grooves, there lies the truth
on the hi-fi playing low.
I hear the strains of switchblade names
like weary fighters moan,
in my home where rent is never dueâ¦
my little refuge in the blues.
If what donât kill me makes me stronger,
someday Iâll be Superman.
In the meantime I bear the lonely nights, anyway I can.
Love was too good to be true
with a man whoâd stand by you.
Youâd rather lose than come home to
my little refuge in the blues.
Now youâre gone, but I donât worry.
Iâll get along just fine.
Theyâll always be a juke joint, with a bandstand,
where broken hearts do time.
Where the singer tells his story,
but the memories are mine.
There Iâll burn an eternal flame for you
in my little refuge in the blues.