This page and my webpage
Night, falls and I’m alone
Skin, yeah chilled me to the bone
You, turned and ran
Oh yeah, oh slipped, right from my hand
Blue on black, tears on a river
Push on a shove, it doesn’t mean much
Joker on jack, match on fire
Cold on ice, as a dead man’s touch
Whisper on scream, doesn’t change a thing
Doesn’t bring you back, blue on black
Blind, oh I see now
Truth, lies and in between
Wrong, can’t be undone
Slipped, from the tip of your tongue
Blue on black, tears on a river
Push on a shove, it doesn’t mean much
Joker on jack, match on fire
Cold on ice, as a dead man’s touch
Whisper on scream, doesn’t change a thing
Doesn’t bring you back, blue on black
Blue on Black by Kenny Wayne Shepard, 1998