Joe Bonamassa - Dirt In My Pocket

So here's my situation for all the world to see Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me Rising up just to tear me down I can be your perfect stranger but just not now Insomnia drains my life Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time Fly me out of the window sill No, it ain't about my life and it ain't about my will Warring superstitions, joy and inhibitions I've been around a long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my pocket, dirt on my shoes Makes a grown man wicked, it's an easy man's blues Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's blues Lost in a daze as I find myself Looking for new ways to find a way out 'Cause and effect makes me drown a desire Tempted by my fate of a virgin fire Warring superstitions, joy and inhibitions I've been around a long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my pocket, dirt on my shoes Makes a grown man wicked, it's an easy man's blues Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's blues Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you Makes a good man walking, it's an easy man's blues, yeah Hey, dirt in my pocket now