And after three days of drinkin' with Larry Love, I just get an inklin' to go on home. So, I'm walkin' down Coldharbour Lane, head hung low, three or four in the mornin'. The sun's comin' up and the birds are out singing. I let myself into my pad. Wend myself up that spiral staircase and stretch out nice on the Chesterfield. Pithecanthropus Erectus already on the CD player and I just push that remote button to sublimity. And listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus. And J.R. Monterose and Jackie McLean duet on those saxophones and, the sound makes its way out the window minglin' with the traffic noises outside you know, and all of a sudden I'm overcome by a feelin' of brief mortality. ‘Cause I'm gettin' on in the world, comin' up on forty-one years. Forty-one stony gray steps towards the grave, you know, the box awaits its grisly load. Now I'm gonna be food for worms. And just like Charles Mingus wrote that beautiful piece of music ‘Epitaph' for Eric Dolphy, I say, so long Eric. So long John Coltrane and Charles Mingus. So long Duke Ellington and Lester Young. So long Billie Holliday and Ella Fitzgerald. So long Jimmy Reed. So long Muddy Waters, and so long Howlin' Wolf. Woke up this mornin' Got yourself a gun Your mama always said you'd be the Chosen One She said, "You're one in a million. You got to burn to shine" But you were born under a bad sign With a blue moon in your eyes And you woke up this mornin' And all that love had gone Your Papa never told you about right and wrong Hey but you're, but you're looking good, baby I believe that you're a-feelin' fine Shame about it Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes So sing it now (Woke up this mornin') (Woke up this mornin') I see ya, ya woke up this mornin' The world turned upside down Lord above, things ain't been the same Since the blues walked into town Hey but you're, but you're, one in a million 'Cause you got that shotgun shine Shame about it Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes So sing it now (Woke up this mornin') You got a blue moon (Got a blue moon in your eyes) So sad Goddamn A god-damned shame about it (Woke up this mornin') You got a blue moon Got a blue moon in your eyes, yeah Mister D. Wayne Love When you woke up this morning everything was gone By half past ten your head was going ding-dong Ringin' like a bell from your head down to your toes Like some voice tryin'a tell ya there's somethin' you should know Last night you was flyin' but today you're so low Ain't it times like these makes you wonder if you'll ever know The meaning of things as they appear to the others Wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers Don't you wish you didn't function, don't you wish you didn't think Beyond the next pay check and the next little drink? Well you do so make up your mind to go on 'Cause when you woke up this mornin', everything you had was gone Woke up this mornin' When ya woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' Ya woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' You wanna be, you wanna be the Chosen One Yeah you know it ‘cause, you just can't help yourself, yeah Woke up this mornin' When ya, woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' Got yourself a gun Got yourself a gun Got yourself a gun