Guitar Town
Searching for Mercy in the Blues: A Guitar Town Tale
Lyrics
I know every dive in the city
I am familiar with all the low-quality places in the city.
Where I can wash my heartaches away
I know places where I can temporarily forget my sorrows.
I wake up back in the alley
I wake up in a back alley.
Cause I got no place to stay
I don't have a permanent place to stay.
The good times left me busted
Positive times have left me with financial difficulties.
And Lady Luck left me for dead
Luck, particularly in relationships, has abandoned me.
How you gonna run from the blues son
How can one escape from sadness when it's ingrained in their thoughts?
When that's the sound you got stuck in your head
The blues genre defines the emotions that dominate my mind.
I'm just searchin'
I am in the process of searching.
For a girl named Mercy
I am looking for a girl named Mercy.
But she don't want to be found
Mercy does not want to be found.
Better luck findin' some real sweet saxophone In this Guitar Town
It's easier to find a sweet saxophone than the elusive Mercy in this city.
I ain't askin' for no advice
I am not seeking advice from anyone.
But everybody got some to give
Despite not asking, everyone has advice to offer.
I ain't lookin' for no trouble
I am not intentionally looking for trouble.
But trouble knows right where I live
Trouble seems to find me easily.
These love songs that theyʼre singinʼ
Love songs sound too idealistic to be true.
Sound a little too good to be true
(No specific meaning provided in the lyrics)
Everybody hears bells ringin'
While others hear wedding bells, I only hear the blues.
But I hear nothin' but the blues
(No specific meaning provided in the lyrics)
I'm just searchin'
I am in the process of searching again.
For a girl named Mercy
I am still looking for Mercy.
But she don't want to be found
Mercy remains elusive.
Better luck findin' some real sweet saxophone In this Guitar Town
Finding a sweet saxophone seems more likely than finding Mercy in this city.
I just wanna stand on my own two feet
I desire independence without facing constant setbacks.
Without hittin' my face on the ground
I want to stand on my own without falling down.
Better luck findin' some real sweet saxophone In this Guitar Town
Finding a sweet saxophone in this city is more likely than avoiding the blues.
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