Trick Finger Blues

These hands don't work no more Cant pick a thing off this floor These hands, they don't obey Finger ends are getting fraud These fingers buzz and hum These hands are growing numb These fingers won't relax Well these hands can't make it, Jack Take them back Woah oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh Trick finger blues These hands, they do betray Break my heart in every way Can't trust these hands to grip Now everything is on the slip On the slip Woah oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh Trick finger blues I sued to crow about such stuff I used to crush these rocks to dust I used to play a wild guitar Strut my funky stuff in every bar Woah oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh Trick finger blues Used to be so sensitive These hands could make you live Used to sense the smallest things But, hey man the rot begins And fingers sing... Woah oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh Trick finger blues