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Pour a glass of whiskey, dim the lights, and let the guitar do the talking. 🥃🎸 Welcome to 8 minutes of deep, emotional Slow Electric Blues. "Smoke, Whiskey & Time" is an original late-night blues song about heartbreak, the passage of time, and finding salvation in six strings. Featuring crying electric guitar solos, a deep driving bass, and that classic smoky barroom atmosphere. If you love the soulful style of B.B. King, Buddy Guy, or Gary Moore, this track will hit you right in the heart. 👇 If this blues touched your soul, please LIKE, SUBSCRIBE, and leave a comment! 🎤 Lyrics: "Smoke, Whiskey & Time" The neon sign is buzzing like a hornet in the dark This barstool’s feeling heavy, and the bourbon leaves a mark The barkeep keeps his silence, he’s heard it all before Since the night she left her shadow walking out that tavern door No holy man can save me, no prayers can make it right Just give me cheap tobacco and a whiskey in the night. The jukebox hums a memory, a scratched-up vinyl ghost I’m raising up my glass to the things I miss the most A pocket full of nothing but some dust and broken pride And a cold wind blowing through the hole she left inside The rain beats on the window, washing down the avenue Just me and this old whiskey, and a soul entirely blue. Oh, the smoke and the whiskey, they never tell a lie The clock just keeps on ticking as the years go rolling by I got a beat-up old guitar and a pocket full of rain Strumming down the heartache, playing through the pain Yeah, the world don't owe you nothing, you just learn to take the hit With a glass of amber heaven and a fire slowly lit. I used to chase the lightning back when my blood ran hot Now I play for empty glasses in this forgotten corner lot The devil tried to buy my soul, I told him "Take a seat" "The only thing I’m trading is the rhythm of the street." I walked down to the crossroads, but the devil wasn't there Just an empty howling highway and a chill upon the air. I watched my good friends leave me, watched the lovers drift away Watched my jet-black hair turn into a tired shade of gray You can beg it, you can bribe it, but you cannot change your fate The mirror keeps on talking, and the cruel clock doesn't wait It don't care if you are ready, it don't wipe away your tears It just marches like a soldier through the wreckage of the years. Oh, the smoke and the whiskey, they never tell a lie The clock just keeps on ticking as the years go rolling by I got a beat-up old guitar and a pocket full of rain Strumming down the heartache, playing through the pain Yeah, the world don't owe you nothing, you just learn to take the hit With a glass of amber heaven and a fire slowly lit. Six strings are my salvation, my only friend tonight When everything goes pitch black, they are my guiding light No doctor, no confession, just this fretboard in my hand Playing blues to keep from breaking, trying hard to understand. Yeah, my fingers might be slower, but the soul is still right there Hanging on a bent-up note, suspended in the air. So if you're young and running, don't you waste the light of day Play your song before it’s over, before it slips away Don't wait for life to break you, don't you hesitate 'Cause time don't ask forgiveness, and the ticking clock don't wait. It don't slow down for a dead man, it don't stop for a king It just keeps on moving forward while the sad old guitars sing. Oh, the smoke and the whiskey, they never tell a lie The clock just keeps on ticking as the years go rolling by I got a beat-up old guitar and a pocket full of rain Strumming down the heartache, playing through the pain Yeah, the world don't owe you nothing, you just learn to take the hit With a glass of amber heaven and a fire slowly lit. Just the smoke... And the whiskey... And my trusty old guitar. Time ain't waiting on nobody... No, time ain't waiting on nobody... Bartender... pour me one more. Then close it down. #SlowBlues #ElectricBlues #DeepBlues #BluesMusic #LateNightBlues #GuitarSolo #BluesRock #OriginalBlues #BluesSong