Live footage from Great American Music Hall in San Francisco, California.
Lighting Design by Justus Bradshaw
If you got a minute, well I got a little story to tell ya Stole a yacht, cause i was broke and sinkin’ You better like the ride if you’re going to hell yeah Kinda bored so i walk the plank The water’s cold and i’m set on drinking But every now and then i feel my heartbeat when i Hear that old guitar uh-uh i say mmm
Mmm hmmm Mmm hmmm Mmm hmmm Woo! I say mmm Mmm hmmm Mmm hmmm Mmm hmmm
I got a winnebago and a couple friends with me Playing hop scotch and the girls gettin pissy Straight to the Keys maybe sleep on the beach Maybe sleep next to me baby you don’t wanna freeze baby Lately I’ve been thinking about things that’ll lift me Things you could do while I sing on my six string There’s rust on the frets and cuts on my hands And the scars on my chest? Well she had a little whisky Mmm We’ve all loved and lost Make a dude listen to Sinatra, dog We do crazy things. I call it movin on When I’m runnin up the side of K2 in Nepal Yeah. They say it’s lonely at the top There’s hurricane winds but I’m holding on Huddled up in my tent with a cheap cigar And its dark and its cold but my old guitar she says mmm
So stand up To the sun king Feels good but it don’t mean a thing And the sweet touch Of the shade of the trees Doesn’t speak to me like the songs I sing Give me a monsoon and a dark night Don’t need a full moon, brought my own light Head’s out the window on a first class flight Headphones in my ears and it’s kinda like
I’m dreamin in free fall The chute won’t do cause A parachute lands just little bit too smooth Hit the ground runnin fist pump cause I made it Rip my space suit off Got me lookin like David Mmm. I feel like Michaelangelo Swingin on the sistine chapel ceiling fan yo And if I land on death row Box my last meal up I’m a take it to go I said mmm