Homesick Sam from Roundabout by Andres Roots

Workin' in a city that's a village & a lie
Buildings reach the skies as folks get older & they die
Something wicked this way comes, it comes as no surprise
Dancin’ in the street will do to suffocate the cries

Firehose across the road like vacant snakeskin suits
Makes me feel uneasy, makes me think of what I knew
Of my great grandpa John & how he never wore a cane
Just smashed his hi-heel sneakers down on each mean reptile brain

Today I lost the letter, lost the envelope
Lost all understandin' of every word she wrote
Lost the stamp & meanin', walkin’ down the street
Lost my mind in red lights, tryin' to find my feet

Something wicked this way comes, yes I can hear the bell
I got troubles of my own so go tell somebody else
I’m on painkillers but I ain’t seen no doctors none
My mind is louder than religion, my heart is heavier than guns

• Blues
• Delta Blues
• Roots Music
• slide guitar
• Tartu