URBAN BLUES

Cruel is the gospel that's sets us all free,
Then takes you away from me.
There is no Chicago urban blues, 
More heartfelt than my lament for you.

I'm a liberal guy, 
Too cool for the macho ache, 
With a secret tooth,
For the cherry on the cake.

With a pious smile, 
A smile that changes what I say.
While I waste my time, 
In regretting that the days,

Went from perfect to just O.K. 
Lordy, what would I do? 
Don't call me possessive,
But God if he's smoochin' with you.

I's a jealous boy root, 
The world should be free, 
But don't you go following suit 
My heart is aligned

It couldn't be neutral, 
I couldn't be that way inclined.
It's hard to defend, 
These feelings my tuppent up friend.

But cruel is the gospel that's sets us all free,
Then takes you away from me.
Should a love be tender, 
And bleed out loud?

Or be tougher than tough, 
And prouder than proud.
If I'm troubled by every Folding of your skirt,
Am I guilty of every 

Male inflicted hurt?
But I don't know how 
To describe the Modern Rose,
When I can't refer to 

Her shape against her clothes.
With the fever of purple prose.
But cruel is the gospel that's sets us all free,
Then takes you away from me.
My contribution, to urban blues.
Had this tune in my head all day, thought it sort of matched the photo!



Late start took us up to Harlow Carr then down to Harrogate for supper, I only took two photos and couldn't decide which to use so check out the extra if you like, you decide which should have been used.