Stoney’s Blues

Agony in my soles

My soles are screaming crying out loud
Every step I take under a tormented cloud
Stumbling on fire my joints burning all day
But I keep pushing on no time to stray
Morning comes with a vengeance so sharp
Pain in my feet feels like devil’s own harp
Walking's a struggle with a constant ache
Yet I keep moving can’t afford a break
Oh the agony it's hard to contain
Fighting through fire unbearable pain
No time to rest through the struggle and strife
Working through pain that's stealing my life
Every night I collapse it's the same old song
Feet throb in rhythm like they're doing me wrong
But the world keeps turning wheels don't stop
So I soldier on until I drop
Dreaming of a day with a soothing touch
When the ache recedes and it's not too much
Keep on grinding won’t bow to defeat
With every painful step won't admit defeat
Oh the agony it's hard to contain
Fighting through fire unbearable pain
No time to rest through the struggle and strife
Working through pain that's stealing my life

Blurry days in Chicago

I see the world through a cloudy pane
Left eye don't work but I don't complain
Lines all wavy nothing looks quite right
Depth perception lost I still fight the fight
Blurry days in windy Chicago town
Can't see straight no up no down
Park my car sideways catch nothing I try
Living life with a blurry left eye
Neon lights they fade then explode
Horrible vision's my permanent code
Feel my way through crowds like a fish upstream
Keeping on moving chasing dreams
Blurry days in windy Chicago town
Can't see straight no up no down
Park my car sideways catch nothing I try
Living life with a blurry left eye
Some days I trip some nights I fall
Streets of Chicago echo my call
But I keep on living with no regret
One good eye's enough ain't seen nothing yet
Lost horizons but I ain't lost hope
Navigating life with my one-eyed scope
Parking lot disasters catching nothing at all
But in the end I always stand tall

Flake on your friends blues

Plans set in stone, or so they seem,  
But here I am, chasing a fading dream.  
They left me hangin', no goodbye,  
Just a message that goes awry.  
If you can't make it, just let me know,  
No need for tales, no tall shadow.  
It's not hard to say you can't be by,  
Don't leave me hanging out to dry.  
I feel like second best, as the hours drift,  
Promises broken, like sand they sift.  
Another reason, a newer scheme,  
Left on the sidelines, or so it seems.  
If you can't make it, just let me know,  
No need for tales, no tall shadow.  
It's not hard to say you can't be by,  
Don't leave me hanging out to dry.  
Better things came along, I'm not blind,  
But it's hard to swallow, feeling left behind.  
I thought we were tight, bound by our pact,  
But now I'm alone, that's a cold hard fact.  
Tell me the truth, don't sugarcoat the ruse,  
Why create a story, just to leave me confused?  
I won't be mad, if it's not pretend,  
Just don't flake on your friend.  
So here's to those who keep the ties,  
And to flaky friends with empty alibis.  
If you're not coming, just drop a line,  
I'm here waiting, steady as time.

Groggy mornings

Groggy eyes just open wide to another day
Trying to catch my balance in the morning's sway
Stumble down the stairs hoping for no fall
Life is a charm hidden in the coffee's call
Feet clumsily hit the floor moving slow as can be
Shake off the dreams that would not let me be
Fumble for the grinder in the kitchen air
Grinding beans gently with a sleepy care
Oh this is my life in the morning haze
Waking up groggy in a soulful daze
Coffee for my love makes it all worthwhile
Her smile in the morning sets my heart on fire
Steam rising from the cup like a lover's sigh
Pouring each drop with a hopeful eye
She awakens to the sound of my mellow hum
In the morning groove where the sunlight comes
We laugh through the coffee and the sleepy tunes
Chasing away the morning's moody blues
Her beauty shines even in this early hour
In the routine's simplicity lies our power
Groggy mornings may be tough but they have a charm
Making coffee for love wrapped in warmth of my arm
Kisses and sips under the waking sun
This is our life
Where the day has just begun

Medicare blues

Woke up this morning felt twenty years old
But my knees they creaked like they’re made of gold
Mind felt spry ready to run
But my bones said not today son
Groceries cheaper never felt so sweet
Medicare kickin’ in with that senior beat
Eyes still sparkle bright and bold
But my back whispers boy you’re old
Got the Medicare blues with a twist of gold
Prescription costs low but the truth unfolds
Life don’t stop it just rolls on by
Feeling young but my body won’t lie
Dance around in my Sunday shoes
Catch my breath with the rhythm and the blues
Heart skips a beat but not from love
It’s just these old feet that I'm movin' of
Grateful for the years that went before
Every ache and pain just a little lore
Silver hair like a crown on me
Old in body but my soul runs free
Got the Medicare blues with a twist of gold
Prescription costs low but the truth unfolds
Life don’t stop it just rolls on by
Feeling young but my body won’t lie

Morning blues

Woke up this mornin’ my neck's in a twist
Throbbin' head's poundin’ like a freight train fist
Eyes so heavy feelin’ so dark
Sleep apnea creepin' leavin' its mark
Countin' the sheep but can’t find the sleep
Nod off by midday promises I won’t keep
Feelin’ so drained clock’s movin’ too slow
Body's a wreck nowhere to go
Sleepy days and endless nights
No relief
Pain in my neck and a head full of grief
Dreams are elusive slippin' through my hands
Tired of this cycle don’t understand
Pills won’t fix it coffee’s just a joke
Mornin' comes early always in a choke
Heartbeats stumble as I drag my feet
Tired and weary slumped in defeat
Lookin' for answers in the dead of night
Stars are no help can’t find no light
Doctors and sessions nothin's workin’ out
Trapped in this prison filled with doubt
Sleepy days and endless nights
No relief
Pain in my neck and a head full of grief
Dreams are elusive slippin' through my hands
Tired of this cycle don’t understand

Rooster’s blues

Rooster crowin at the break of dawn
Eyes half-open can't help but yawn
Another sleepless night gone wrong
Groggy shadows grow so long
Pillow tight over my head
Dreading the day got nothin but dread
Eyes feel heavy heart feels lead
Living in a fog barely feelin dead
Oh rooster why you crow so loud
Stealing my dreams under your cloud
Need my sleep in this bustling town
Another sleepless day I'm feelin down
Footsteps echo dark and cold
This tired soul feeling so old
Every alarm a bell that tolls
Restless hearts and heavy goals
Morning drags me out to the light
Struggle on through another fight
Need some shut-eye to make things right
Rooster's cry still echoing tight
Oh rooster why you crow so loud
Stealing my dreams under your cloud
Need my sleep in this bustling town
Another sleepless day I'm feelin down

Runny nose blues

Woke up this mornin with a runny nose
Drippin like a faucet just can't close
Grabbin tissue but they're runnin low
Eyes half-closed nowhere left to go
Pillow's soaked and my head's in a cloud
Coughin deep breathin heavy and loud
Every sneeze feels like the bell's been rung
Body's achin like a song unsung
Oh I need a cure for these runny blues
Tired of tissue boxes and leaky news
All I want is sleep no end in sight
Dreamin of a world where I feel alright
Blanket wrapped tight like a cold warrior
Battlin the chills like a lonely courier
My body's battleground it's hard to fight
All alone in this tissue-filled night
Doctor's note says take it easy slow
Can't find the remedy in the status quo
Hoping for relief in the morning light
But my weary soul just craves the night
Oh I need a cure for these runny blues
Tired of tissue boxes and leaky news
All I want is sleep no end in sight
Dreamin of a world where I feel alright

Sciatica blues

Woke up this mornin can't stand straight
Shooting pain down my leg like fate
Every step feels like a burnin rake
Oh sciatica you’re my curse and my fate
Hurts to move hurts to groove
Got this fire in my leg makes me lose
Burning sensation down to my shoes
Sciatica blues I can't refuse
Doctor said take it slow ease my stride
But every move just makes me hide
From the pain the sorrow deep inside
Oh sciatica why you gotta ride
Hurts to move hurts to groove
Got this fire in my leg makes me lose
Burning sensation down to my shoes
Sciatica blues I can't refuse
Each step a mountain I can’t climb
Each breath a struggle in this rhyme
Holdin on to hope as I bide my time
Prayin sciatica ain’t a life-long crime
Nights are long can't find no rest
Aching journey puts me to test
Pain don't care if I’m at my best
Oh sciatica you’re an unwelcome guest

Stick in my eye

Worked up the courage, got fire in my chest, 
Opened my mouth, but they already left.
Dreams in my hands, got something to say, 
They turn their backs, walkin’ away.
Might as well put a stick in my eye, 
Ain’t nobody listening, 
no matter how hard I try. 
Pour my heart out, just to watch it die, 
Might as well put a stick in my eye.
Talk about my music, my ideas, my grind, 
They nod real quick then leave me behind.
Might as well put a stick in my eye, 
Ain’t nobody listening, 
no matter how hard I try. 
Pour my heart out, just to watch it die, 
Might as well put a stick in my eye.
 I bring the spark, I bring the fire, 
They’re movin’ along like I ain't worth their time.
Maybe someday they’ll stop and see, 
What this all really means to me. 
Or maybe I’ll learn, maybe I’ll see, 
That nobody cares ‘bout the blues but me.
I sing out loud, let my soul take flight, 
But their eyes are empty, lost in their own night.
Might as well put a stick in my eye, 
Ain’t nobody listening, no matter how hard I try. 
Pour my heart out, just to watch it die, 
Might as well put a stick in my eye.
Ain’t no applause, ain't no words back, 
Just me and my blues, rollin’ down the track.

Stuckup blues

Strutting down the avenue, with their nose in the air,  
They’ve got designer labels, and that credulous stare.  
Flashing those rings, bragging 'bout the cost,  
But when you see who's real, they're the ones who are lost.  
Oh, it's the stuckup blues, diving deep in their shallow pool,  
Thinking they're so fine, but playing by a fool's rule.  
A kingdom built on sand, still looking down on you,  
With their card castles, those conceited few.  
Every word's a performance, dripping with disdain,  
Walking tall in fake crowns with nothing but disdain.  
Eyes on the peasants, casting judgments wide,  
But in the mirror's reflection, someone else's pride.  
Oh, it's the stuckup blues, diving deep in their shallow pool,  
Thinking they're so fine, but playing by a fool's rule.  
A kingdom built on sand, still looking down on you,  
With their card castles, those conceited few.  
In their world of selfies, they think they're the sun,  
But each frame tells a story of being the lonely one.  
Laugh at your struggles, blinded by their glow,  
Yet beyond their tinted windows, there's nothing left to show.  
They've got that bougie air, sipping ice-cold champagne,  
Making waves in teacups, oh, the drama’s their domain.  
With their heads held high, missing what they lack,  
For this path paved with arrogance, there’s no turning back.  
The stuckup blues, it's a lonely parade,  
Where echoes of vanity continue to fade.  
A throne on ego’s hill, where they self-complain,  
Riding high on nothing in a diesel-powered disdai

Suitcase full of nothing

Boardroom views, golden cufflinks shine, 
Now I’m counting pennies, waiting in a welfare line.
Had the penthouse, had the gold-plated ride, Had the world in my hands, 
now I got nothing but pride.
Got a suitcase full of nothing, dreams slipping through the cracks, 
I was building up empires, now I just want my old life back. 
Used to trade in millions, now I trade time for pay, 
Got a suitcase full of nothing, but I drag it every day.
Whiskey used to pour from crystal, deals signed with a nod, 
Now I sip from paper cups, praying for a break from God.
Got a suitcase full of nothing, dreams slipping through the cracks, 
I was building up empires, now I just want my old life back. 
Used to trade in millions, now I trade time for pay, 
Got a suitcase full of nothing, but I drag it every day.
Hands stretched out in desperation, folks turn the other way, 
They don’t see a man who had it all, just another beggar in the fray.
 I sold fortunes with my name, played the game and lost it all, 
Watched the mighty dollar burn, and the rich man start to fall. 
Ain’t no mercy when the tables turn, 
Yesterday’s king is tomorrow’s concern.
Now I clock in with a busted watch, trading sweat for scraps, 
My fingers used to sign contracts, now they patch up factory cracks.
 Got a suitcase full of nothing, dreams slipping through the cracks, 
I was building up empires, now I just want my old life back.
 Used to trade in millions, now I trade time for pay, 
Got a suitcase full of nothing, but I drag it every day.
 A man ain't made by fortune, but fortune sure can make a man, 
And when it turns against you, all you got is the blues in your hand.

Sunday blues remedy

Sunday morning hits me hard
Honey Jack in coffee ain't so bizarre
Pain's still here but losing grip
Down the hatch just take a sip
Shitfaced by nine problems not solved
Ease the hurt with spirits involved
Listening to blues Robert Cray
Melancholy in every shade
Streetlights fade as dawn arrives
Heartache hides but never dies
Cup of solace trembling hand
Empty bottles faith be damned
Shitfaced by nine problems not solved
Ease the hurt with spirits involved
Listening to blues Robert Cray
Melancholy in every shade
Soul is heavy mind's a war
Every swallow hurts no more
Seeking refuge in the sound
Liquid courage homeward bound
Shitfaced by nine problems not solved
Ease the hurt with spirits involved
Listening to blues Robert Cray
Melancholy in every shade

Sweatin through the blues

Fan’s barely spinning, sweat drips down my spine, 
Air conditioner’s sittin’ there, but I won’t pay a dime.
Sun’s beatin’ down, pavement’s burnin’ my shoes, 
I’m stuck in this oven, sweatin’ through the blues.
I’m too cheap to cool it, too broke to complain, 
But I’m bitchin’ ‘bout the heat, and bitchin’ ‘bout the pain. 
Karma’s gonna find me, but I’ll bitch about that too, 
Sweatin’ through the summer, sweatin’ through the blues.
Neighbors got their windows shut, ice cubes in their glass,
 I’m sittin’ here with a paper fan, cursing every blade of grass.
I’m too cheap to cool it, too broke to complain, 
But I’m bitchin’ ‘bout the heat, and bitchin’ ‘bout the pain. 
Karma’s gonna find me, but I’ll bitch about that too, 
Sweatin’ through the summer, sweatin’ through the blues.
Bills stackin’ high, pennies rollin’ slow, 
I’d rather sweat it out than let my money go.
They say what goes around comes back around, 
But I’m stuck in this heat, burnin’ to the ground. 
Someday I’ll pay the price, someday I’ll feel the sting, 
But for now, I’ll bitch about every little thing.
Ice cream truck rolls by, kids laughing in the sun, 
I’m sittin’ here with melted dreams, and a fan that barely runs.
I’m too cheap to cool it, too broke to complain, 
But I’m bitchin’ ‘bout the heat, and bitchin’ ‘bout the pain. 
Karma’s gonna find me, but I’ll bitch about that too, 
Sweatin’ through the summer, sweatin’ through the blues.
Someday I’ll cool down, someday I’ll find relief, 
But for now, I’ll bitch about the heat and my disbelief.

Too mean to freeze

Winter’s got a chokehold, but I ain’t beggin’ to breathe, 
I got fire in my bones, too mean to freeze.
Boots got holes, I stuff ‘em with yesterday’s news, 
The headlines tell me I lost, but I refuse.
I’m too mean to freeze, too damn tough to fold, 
I spit in the face of frost, ain’t afraid of the cold. 
Whiskey burns deeper than the wind cuts through, 
I’m too mean to freeze, too wild to lose.
Cardboard ain’t a mansion, but it blocks the bitter sting, 
I laugh when the wind howls, don’t hear a damn thing.
I’m too mean to freeze, too damn tough to fold, 
I spit in the face of frost, ain’t afraid of the cold. 
Whiskey burns deeper than the wind cuts through, 
I’m too mean to freeze, too wild to lose.
 see me curled up tight, think I’m barely alive, 
But I grin through the frostbite, still got the drive.
 The night tries to break me, strip me to bone, 
But I tell the devil, “Hell ain't got nothing I don’t own.” 
I ain't askin' for mercy, I ain't whisperin' please, 
I'm just sittin' here laughing, too mean to freeze.
The dawn might come, or it might pass me by, 
Either way, I’ll fight till I kiss the sky.
 I’m too mean to freeze, too damn tough to fold, 
I spit in the face of frost, ain’t afraid of the cold. 
Whiskey burns deeper than the wind cuts through, 
I’m too mean to freeze, too wild to lose.
If I don’t wake up, don’t shed a tear, 
Just know I fought till the end, till the cold got near.

Train’s lonely song

Train rolls in the distance so far away
Rumbling louder with each passing day
Iron wheels sing a tune so clear
Red lights flash keeping traffic clear
Closer it gets the sound grows strong
Echoes of steel it won't be long
Crossing arms lifted in the night
Train's lonely song is such a sight
Train fades but memories stay
Music of journeys night and day
Engine's call brings joy and fear
Till it vanishes and the sound disappear
Heart beats in time with the rail
Longing for stories it could tell
Whistle blows through the sleepy town
Vanishing echoes all around
Rails hum like a mournful friend
Promises broken miles to mend
Rolling on through the moon's pale light
A tune that drifts into the night
Train fades but memories stay
Music of journeys night and day
Engine's call brings joy and fear
Till it vanishes and the sound disappear

Wheels won’t turn

Smoke rolls out the alleyway, dreams ain't worth a dime, 
Used to have a dollar bill, now I can't spare a time.
 Price tags climb like ivy, choking up my soul, 
Workin' every daylight hour, but can't break out this hole.
I keep rollin’, but the wheels won’t turn, 
Every dollar I make is a dollar I burn. 
Been runnin’ this race since the day I was born, 
Still chasin’ a break, but the wheels won’t turn.
Pawn shop window calling, gold watch on display, 
Had it once, but times got tough, had to give it away.
I keep rollin’, but the wheels won’t turn, 
Every dollar I make is a dollar I burn. 
Been runnin’ this race since the day I was born, 
Still chasin’ a break, but the wheels won’t turn.
 Rent keeps knockin’ heavy, lights flicker low, 
Landlord’s patience faded fast, now I got nowhere to go.
Some say it’s all gonna turn around, 
But I’m stuck watchin’ the world go down. 
Ain’t no mercy for a man worn thin, 
I keep pushin’, but I just can’t win.
Train whistle in the distance, calling me away, 
If I had one good dime, I’d buy myself a way.
I keep rollin’, but the wheels won’t turn, 
Every dollar I make is a dollar I burn. 
Been runnin’ this race since the day I was born, 
Still chasin’ a break, but the wheels won’t turn.
Someday I’ll find a road where the dust don’t rise, 
Someday I’ll break these chains, leave the blues behind.

Why do you treat me that way

I gave you all my trust, 
But you threw it away, 
Walking on my heart, 
Like it didn't mean a thing. 
You laugh when I fall, 
Pretending it's a game, 
But deep inside, I'm breaking, 
And you're the one to blame.
Why do you treat me that way? 
Every kind word you erase, 
Not a feeling in sight, 
You don't care who you hurt. 
Trample on me, it's so hard to see, 
I've been nothing but nice to you.
(Nice to you)
You promised me forever, 
But now it's just a lie. 
Every tear that I cry, 
You dismiss with cold eyes. 
You walk all over me, 
With a smile on your face, 
But I'll find my way out, 
In time, I'll leave this place.
Why do you treat me that way? 
Every kind word you erase, 
Not a feeling in sight, 
You don't care who you hurt. 
Trample on me, it's so hard to see, 
I've been nothing but nice to you.
(Nice to you)
Remember all those nights, 
When you'd hold me tight? 
Now your arms are distant, 
A shadow in the night. 
You once gave me love, 
But now it's just disdain. 
In your world of darkness, 
I'm breaking from the chain.
I won't beg for your love, 
I won't ask you to stay. 
You can kiss my ass, 
Both cheeks if you don't mind, okay? 
I'll rise above the pain, 
Leave your hate behind, 
Find the light within me, 
With a heart no longer blind.
So goodbye to the lies, 
To the games that you play. 
I've found my inner strength, 
No, I won't stay. 
Your mistreatment ends now, 
In my life's new escape, 
I won't let you win, 
Why do you treat me that way?

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