Song Description
Lonely winner all alone
Song Length |
5:38 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Moving |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Solitary Man
© 2006 Bruce Mills (ASCAP)
No one disputes when he was on top of his game
He enjoyed the company of fortune and fame
But somehow Destiny's formula changed - and
All he expected - was suddenly rearranged
He's just a solitary man
Avoiding people - when he can
Don't got no sons or daughters
To call him Daddy
There ain't no lady in his life
Oh - he'll never have a wife
He's no ordinary man
This poor old solitary man
He got no friends or even enemies
That even call him by his name
He ain't no ordinary man
This lonely old solitary man
Sure - he sometimes reeks of booze
But it's mostly when he's singing the blues
Or when he's sitting by the window
Reading the evening news - paper
Chorus
You know there's something wrong
When he plays the piano all night long -
He's recollecting times and places long gone
His present tense is strong -
But his past and future worlds collide
He sings himself to sleep - anxiety aside
Oh - he is painfully aware
Though some people stop and they stare
There's no one out there anywhere
That cares - about him - anyway
Some people think he's kind of queer
It's never been too clear - because
His current confinement
Is just so very, very, very, very, very, very solitary
Chorus
Even when there's nothing wrong
He'll play that piano all night long -
Recollecting memories - all his times and places gone
His past and future worlds collide - but his present tense is strong
He'll sing a song or two - until anxiety subsides
You cannot know for sure
What to say - or whether you could cure
The sad condition suffered - suffered by the solitary man
Past incarnations inconceivable
Are somehow - in his melodies believable
This un-ordinary, lonely, sorry, old solitary man
This un-ordinary, solitary man - is me