Dirt In My Pocket Lyrics - Sloe Gin - Joe Bonamassa

So here's my situation for all the world to see 

Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me 

Rising up just to tear me down 

I can be your perfect stranger but just not now 

Insomnia drains my life 

Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time 

Fly me out of the window sill 

No, it ain't about my life and it ain't about my will 

Warring superstitions, joy and inhibitions 

I've been around a long time, I can't lie to myself 

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Dirt in my pocket, dirt on my shoes 

Makes a grown man wicked, it's an easy man's blues 

Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you 

Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's blues 

Lost in a daze as I find myself 

Looking for new ways to find a way out 

'Cause and effect makes me drown a desire 

Tempted by my fate of a virgin fire 

Warring superstitions, joy and inhibitions 

I've been around a long time, I can't lie to myself 

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Dirt in my pocket, dirt on my shoes 

Makes a grown man wicked, it's an easy man's blues 

Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you 

Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's blues 

Dirt on my conscience, dirt over you 

Makes a good man walking, it's an easy man's blues, yeah 

Hey, dirt in my pocket now