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 gla**es
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