David Blue And Me

At night, he sits alone and he's looking at the stars He listens to them playing guitars Him and Phil go back a long long way They talked about marching and dying all in one day They played songs together, they sit up past the dawn I wonder why this dream goes on You know Bob was there last week as well He's a quiet guy but he's got stories to tell Our hero sits and listens without asking why And teaches Bob A minor with a glint in his eye Bob used it on Hollis Brown, but that was sometime ago When is this dream gonna stop? Heaven knows Then our hero picks up his guitar To play them the only tune he knows He played it to me once He said 'Wes, it's short, but this is how it goes?And then he sings 'This is the only thing that really matters Keeps me going, retains my sanity The nights I spend alone when there's just Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue and me'