Blues Robert Stanley
Black Dog Blues

I'm in the middle of blacked out abyss.
I'm hiding in the dark I been put on the list.
I'm a running and I'm hiding away.
With rain coming its a black dog kind of day.

Caught in a vice, that wont release its grip.
This poison wine only I can sip.
I'm falling deeper, I cant make my way.
With rain coming its a black dog kind of day.
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I'm calling out to you Oh please don't leave me alone.
The skies started falling and the elements groan.
My unique disposition on a black dog kind of day.