Dark Waltz

My mom gave me this guitar
19 and 74, it's true
Now there's nothing I'll ever do
Tried to double-park my dream
The dark waltz and the pull over the eyes routine

What is a man to do?

I used to shy away
Sweet darlin hard to explain
For the song you sang
I'll sing it back to you

Miles brother, he played drums
Sold weed and carried a gun
It's true, a little mean son of a bitch, too
So the family band could play for you
That's all he had to do

I used to shy away
Sweet darlin hard to explain
For the song you sang
I'll sing it back to you

I saw you singing low
I'll sing it back to you