Mistress Named Music

I still remember Miss Bessie singing
Black wrinkled fingers on ivory keys
Just five years old my church shoes a-dangling
Yeah she's long gone and I'm still chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart but I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
No hope and squarely solitary
Enough whiskey and Coke boys to get me in a bind
Amps juiced the whole damn block could hear me
Even that cop car rolling past
By the time they hit the front door
I was out the back
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy crazy heart and I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
White calloused fingers on bronze and nylon
These same old boots are still tapping time
Not quite the buzz I used to tie on
But till I'm gone I'll be chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
I got a crazy heart and I was born to lose it
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
I'm married to a dream with a mistress named music