Steve Earle Blues Poem by T.L. Toadvine

I come into town
When Steve Earle comes around

To get a shot of Blues
Before he starts settling down

Cause nuthin' lasts forever
Time'll slip thru your hands

You'll feel just like your winning
When you're losin' again

I know
The times
Are always changin'
But I always hate to see them go

I can't find
No more of my heroes

So sing the Blues tonight
Won't cha Steve Earle

Sing the Blues tonight
For me
Steve Earle