Get Me Love

Summer spoke to me in tongues
and clutched my every move
like the devil I just sold my soul to
A gentle greeting at the crossroads
He grips the guitar in his left hand
while the strings cry for understanding
as he says his final goodbyes
to what he once knew of himself

I learned how to play that summer
I learned the blues
I lived the blues

The comb does not finish its journey through the jungle of my hair
it just explodes in the humidity
like before the cotton gin
when the evil overpowered
our bloody hands and strained backs
almost destroyed by the lash
and by the heat
we didnt forget something
it was taken away

Lordy don't leave me
All by myself
Good time's the devil
I am a force of heaven

But we still rise against the nobility
with song and spirit
shaking the earth in a culture so in touch with power
something so lost within us that we cannot forget
even if we leave this hell dressed in sweat
We still love ourselves
It don't matter what they do

So many time's I'm down
With the ground

Unbearable this heat
Unbearable the Mason Dixon Line
Unbearable my distance from home
Unbearable Maryland summers

I must not complain

Through this water I must wade
Because one day this sun will fade
and I will study war no more

And if you make it through the summer
and relinquish the burden from your back
You may realize
that its quite nice in the autumn time
the red and orange leaves mesh well together
Just like freedom