Cherry (Live At Shepherd’s Bush Empire, London / 2007)

[Verse 1]
Her name is Cherry, yeah, we've just met
But already she knows me better than you
She understands me after eighteen years
And you still don't see me like you ought to do

[Verse 2]
Maybe we could talk 'bout things
If you was made of wood and strings
While I love her every sound
I don't know how to tune you down
You so thick and my patience is thin
I got me a new best friend
With a pickup that puts you to shame
And Cherry is her name

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
And when I'm lonely, yeah, Chеrry's there
And she plays along whilе I sing out my blues
I could be crying, you don't care
You won't call me back, you're stubborn as a mule
Maybe we could talk 'bout things
If you was made of wood and strings
Yeah, you might think I've gone too far
I'm talking 'bout my new guitar

[Outro]
Robin Banerjee on the guitar! Now, um, yeah, that was, that was a song I wrote a while ago, and, um, that was a song I wrote a while ago when I didn't get to talk to my best friend—well I had just bought a new guitar, it wasn't—I didn't have the chance to talk to my best friend much, uh, 'cause I was away a lot. So I wrote, I wrote that kind of, uh—and I've got all my girls here, I don't know where my girls are at all...at all...over there somewhere. Um, yeah, you need to listen to, to, to my best friend in the world, you need to listen to my girl, Juliette Ashby, you need to listen to her music, I'm serious...I'm serious. Go on, baby, run it