Rosewood Bitters

Too long on the road, my friendToo long between ridesToo long between homes againToo long without someone by my sideAnd Lord, there's something 'bout a sad songThat helps to ease the pain...Here I am, Lord, just singing up a stormAnd I'm all alone again...Too much going down todayJust can't take it inToo much running 'round todayCan't tell you where I've beenSeems that just like singing in the only thing to doOnly thing to help me pass the timeSongs are just like ladies--can't forget them when you're throughAnd they're always on your mind...And the rosewood bittersHelp me meet the sunshine in the morningAnd the rosewood bittersHelp me through the nightWhen I feel blueToo few stop to pass the timeGuess that's how it goesSo sure that there's much more than thisWhen really no one knowsAnd easing into midnightAs the bitters pass aroundCrying in my beerSinging someone else's troublesHelp to ease your ownGoodnight, Irene, my dear...And the rosewood bittersHelp me meet the sunshine in the morningAnd the rosewood bittersHelp me through the nightWhen I feel blue