JERUSALEM BLUES

Got a home and a blanket
And I got shoes
I’m in Jerusalem
Singing the blues

I cannot get her
But she don’t care
’cause I’m in her shoes
and she’s in my hair

She ain’t my mom
And she ain’t my wife
She’s distant, she’s strange
But we have a life

Under my blanket
Inside my shoes,
She’s deep inside me
Singing the blues

JERUSALEM BLUES