Charlie Owen's Slide Guitar - Paul Kelly

I was crawling, in need of inspiration

So disgusted, aching for a cure

Right there in my neighbourhood

A spell from the old, dark wood

Charlie Owen’s slide guitar

The usual murmurs, the clinking of the glasses

The usual rumours drifting round the bar

He made the same mistake twice

My tears took me by surprise

Charlie Owen’s slide guitar

Charlie, I can’t see your face

Your good friends are in disgrace

And at the crossroads I am told

The devil’s waiting for your soul

If I ever find my way to heaven

I promise I’ll throw a party there

The band will be from Brazil

I know he’ll be sitting in as well

Charlie Owen with his slide guitar