Dave Alvin

(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)





Standin’ barefoot in your kitchen door

Listenin’ to the soft evenin’ rain

Watchin’ you dryin’ off from your shower

You look at me like you don’t know my name

Then you heat the coffee on the stove

Pull the cup down from the shelf

And slowly turn your back on me

As I sing a blues song to myself.



Yeah I wish that I could hold you baby

But you seem so far away

Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby

But I’ve run out of sweet words to say

And I wish that I could hear

Yeah I wish that I could hear

The blues you sing to yourself.



Now all the makeup is washed off your face 

And your hair is slicked back wet

You hung the dress up you wore last night

And changed the sheets on your bed

All the promises you whispered to me

I guess they’re meant for someone else

Cause all I hear is the soft evenin’ rain

And the blues that I sing to myself.



Yeah I wish that I could hold you baby

But you seem so far away

Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby

But I’ve run out of sweet words to say

And I wish that I could hear

Oh I wish that I could hear

The blues you sing to yourself

The blues you sing to yourself.



Now would you care if I walked out this door

Baby I can’t really tell

Our eyes meet but we just look away

And sing our blues to ourselves.

Yeah I wish that could hold you baby

But you seem so far away

Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby

But I’ve run out of sweet words to say

And I wish that I could hear

Yeah I wish that I could hear

The blues you sing

The blues

The blues you sing to yourself.