One Man One Guitar Songtext / Lyric

tell fortune of the blindness

tell nature of day

tell friendship of unkindness

tell justice of delay

(last written words of Sir Walter Raleigh)



so I checked into the hotel no stars

woman at reception ask me how I are

I said, I'm one man - this is one man

and one guitar



then I lay down on long buried steel

my bed was spinning like a fevered wheel

call the doctor - h can't help me

or my guitar






the ink's still wet where I signed my name

to say it's all my fault and nobody is to blame

there's a woman at the snowline selling sex

she got a little tartan skirt and a bottle of Beck's

our eyes meet when I flash by the car

I'm just another man and one guitar



can I get a witness, can I stay alive

as I stumbled in tears past the old beehive

when the man dies the bees leave home

all the world's honey sticking in my bones



I'm sitting on a low bed - my guitar in case

television moving across my face

I can never - no I van never

go out of this place



I hear a murder of crows as they mass and mob