Blues Lounge Music, Whiskey Blues, блюз-рок, Музыка для завтрака Blues and Rain

The city clock just chimed at two
The rain is washing down the avenue
I pour a glass of something strong and slow
And watch the neon shadows come and go
There's a heavy kind of peace in this empty room
Sweeping out the corners with a midnight broom
All the rushing and the running of the day
Just melts into the water, washes away
Oh, the midnight rain is playing my song
Telling me it’s right where I belong
No need to hurry, no need to fight
Just let the blues roll in with the night
Yeah, let the blues roll in with the night
I can hear the tires hissing on the street below
Where the lonely drivers always seem to go
But I am anchored to this leather chair
Breathing in the quiet, breathing out the care
Oh, the midnight rain is playing my song
Telling me it’s right where I belong
No need to hurry, no need to fight
Just let the blues roll in with the night
Yeah, let the blues roll in with the night
Let it roll in...
Let it wash away...