Blind Bill Yeats, Delta Bard (revised)

Funny what a newly restrung guitar and a good drop-D tuning will do for ya. 😉

Second Coming Blues

Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Said the center isn’t holding
And my hour’s coming round at last

No I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just slouched my way
You know, I ain’t superstitious
But this rough beast just slouched my way
Said you’re between me and Bethlehem
And I’m late for my birthday

Well, the center isn’t holding
And the best lack all conviction
A cradle’s rocking gently
But the falcon just went missin’ —

Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Said the center isn’t holding
And my hour’s coming round at last