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Backstory:

Chip plays a mean guitar and I had a hook, Angel with the Blues. I thought he was the right guy to bring this hook to and this is the song we wrote.                                

Lyrics:

                                                  
Angel with the Blues
John Cirillo(ASCAP)/Chip Martin(BMI)

You say you’re down on your luck 
The whole world’s against ya
No matter where you go, 
You got somethin’ in the way

Well, yeah, I know that sucks
But friend, I’m gonna betcha
It ain’t the game you’re playing
It’s the way you’re playing the game

Chorus:
That greener grass you’re looking for
Is just another lawn to mow
The Man upstairs has a plan
And that’s the way it goes
Somedays you’re gonna win, 
somedays you’re gonna lose
And the devil’s just an angel with the blues


I’ve been right where you are
Standing on the crossroads
Ready to sell my soul for a little taste
I almost went too far till I realized what I was losing
He left empty handed, well even demons have bad days


Bridge:
Well there’s a rock and there’s a hard place
And you’re right there in between
You can’t fight a fire my friend
By pouring gasoline



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