Coming and Going Blues
for Daniel George Marks, 1957–1988
I been blue all day
I been blue all day
I been thinking ’bout my man
He done come and gone away
He done took up sick
Sick done took up him
Sickness fell down like a storm
Weatherman said It sure looks grim
I watched it take up hold
I watched it take up hold
Wheezing like a tire hit a nail
His skin was hot but now it’s cold
Marks showed up on his face
They showed a map of hurt and pain
I hope he’s in a painless place
At the end I took his hand
At the end I took his hand
I said If you wanna leave
Then you know I’ll understand
He wasn’t here too long
He wasn’t here too long
When he was here he was my life
Now he’s gone he is my song
I remember our first kiss
Yes, I remember that first kiss
Words fail me to describe it
But that kiss I’m gonna miss
That man was like a castle
And he given me the key
I lived inside his walls
Now he lives inside of me
I’m a-coming home
I’m a-coming home
I’m a-coming home
I’m a-going home
I been blue all day
Love is gone away, boys
Come and dig my grave