Stevie's Blues
The Spencer Davis Group
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Tommy was a preacher's son Now he's running through the jungle (Yes sir!) Fingers cold and fire When you get so tired and we're so tired Lazing back in this desert Waitin' for that sunny day Tommy was a preacher's son Now he's running through the streets sellin' up that cocaine Those fires will get ya When you get too tired and we're so tired Eyes blister beaded fortress rolling fevered freight trains in Well I met three men with friends in office Smooth dark skin and ivory teeth smiles Our boots come alive in this mud and this shit "Life is hard to fill with teeth that bite and eat up our fears" Through August fall of '69 Jesus had birthed him He spoke in guns through crippled sheets For Jesus had birthed him Sugar cubes fingernails worming snakes that built the fire
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Written by: MUFF WINWOOD, SPENCER DAVIS, PETER YORK, STEVE WINWOOD
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