MR. BLUESMAN R. Sambora He was a man A ramblin' man he was yes he was Guitar in hand His home was on the road and that's where he was He's seen a thousand roads He's been a million miles And when he'd bend a note A tear would fill my eyes Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman Town to town Honky-tonks and dives all look the same His gipsy heart keeps his shadow ridin' through the rain A graveyard full of scars His life will paint his songs 'Cause when you're on the road There's nowhere you belong You're just alone Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman He's seen a thousand roads He's been a million miles And when he'd bend a note A tear would fill my eyes Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman I've paid some dues Now I make my living as a music man I play the blues I guess the blues must be just what I am A graveyard full of scars His life will paint his songs 'Cause when you're on the road There's nowhere you belong You're just alone Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman He's seen a thousand roads He's been a million miles And when he'd bend a note A tear would fill my eyes Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman
