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Slow Electric Blues | Working Man's Rain

The neon sign is buzzing against the wet glass while the storm rolls in outside, drowning out the noise of the city. Sit down, order a whiskey, and let the weight of the long work week fade into the static of the rain. 🎶 About This Song: "Working Man's Rain" is a brand new original composition that captures the raw, aching spirit of a late-night session in a Chicago lounge. The track features the distinctive growl of a vintage tube amplifier pushing a slow, crying guitar lead that bends with genuine emotion, answering the swell of a warm Hammond organ. Grounded by a heavy 12/8 drum groove, this piece embodies the grit and healing power of the blues, designed for anyone who has ever needed to wash away the grime of a hard day. 🎙️ LYRICS / MOOD STORY: Clouds lookin' heavy, hangin' low above the street Yeah, clouds lookin' heavy, hangin' low above the street Got mud on my boots and a thousand miles in my feet My hands stay calloused, nails still black from the grind Lord, my hands stay calloused, nails still black from the grind Payday come and vanish like smoke in my mind My back is achin’, Lord, from the hammer and the stone Yes, my back is achin’, Lord, from the hammer and the stone Just a workin’ man prayin’ for a road that leads me home Oh, let it rain… let it wash away the grime I said let it rain, Lord… wash away the grime The blues is a shadow that follows me all the time In the midnight hour, when the whole town’s fast asleep That’s when the rainy night blues… start to run real deep I put my last thin dime in a jukebox in the hall Yeah, I put my last thin dime in a jukebox in the hall Watched the water streaks runnin’ down the basement wall That neon sign is buzzin’, throwin’ ghosts across my glass Yeah, that neon sign is buzzin’, throwin’ ghosts across my glass Every kiss I ever trusted… turned to broken, borrowed brass The sky is cryin’ like it knows just how I feel Lord, the sky is cryin’ like it knows just how I feel Tryin’ to make a livin’ on a jagged, broken wheel Oh, let it rain… let it wash away the grime I said let it rain, Lord… wash away the grime The blues is a shadow that follows me all the time In the midnight hour, when the whole town’s fast asleep That’s when the rainy night blues… start to run real deep That clock upon the wall… it ticks away the pain Yeah, that clock upon the wall… just ticks away the pain I’m sittin’ here waitin’… drinkin’ whiskey with the rain I hear that whistle blowin’, cuttin’ through the chill Lord, I hear that whistle blowin’, cuttin’ through the chill Like a hard goodbye I never got to hold still I’m stuck down in this valley, and my heart won’t move an inch Yeah, I’m stuck down in this valley, and my heart won’t move an inch A poor man’s pride and sorrow… tied together with a winch I hear the thunder rollin’ like a freight train in the dark Like a freight train in the dark I’m just a spark in the night, Lord… just a lonely little spark But the rain don’t mind if a grown man starts to cry No, the rain don’t mind if a poor man starts to cry So let it rain… let it wash away the grime I said let it rain, Lord… wash away the grime The blues is a shadow that follows me all the time In the midnight hour, when the whole town’s fast asleep That’s when the rainy night blues… start to run real deep Yeah… let it run deep… Just a workin’ man’s rain… #SlowBlues #ChicagoBlues #MidnightBluesRadio #RainyMood #OriginalMusic #VintageVibes #ElectricBlues #SmokyJazz #BluesGuitar #SoulBlues