I was crawling, in need of inspiration So disgusted, aching for a cure Right there in my neighbourhood A spell from the old, dark wood Charlie Owen's slide guitar The usual murmurs, the clinking of the gla**es The usual rumours drifting round the bar He made the same mistake twice My tears took me by surprise Charlie Owen's slide guitar
Charlie, I can't see your face Your good friends are in disgrace And at the crossroads I am told The devil's waiting for your soul If I ever find my way to heaven I promise I'll throw a party there The band will be from Brazil I know he'll be sitting in as well Charlie Owen with his slide guitar