This is one of the first songs I wrote where I was like "Yeah, that feels like a real song." I'm joined here by my friend Kerenza Peacock, who also happens to be one of the world's great violinists. Grateful that technology allowed us to record this. This one's for all the insomniacs out there. JR

Capo 3

[C/G] Read all the [Am] news
I know all of the [C/B] views
Now I got the [F] blues

[C/G] It’s time to lay [Am] down
The house without [C/B] sound
But my head is [F] loud [G]

[F] It’s three in the [C] morning
[E7] And I can’t [Am] sleep
[F] Cause I’m still in [C] mourning
[E7] For everything I can’t [Am] keep

[F] Sing me to [C] sleep
[E7] Please pretty [Am] angel
[F] Can’t count no more [C] sheep
[E7] Help me pretty [Am] angel

[C/G] There is no [Am] escape
From all my [C/B] mistakes
I keep playing the [F] tape

[C/G] Why did I say [Am] that
Wish I could go [C/B] back
Why’m I afraid to [F] act [G]

[F] It’s four in the [C] morning
[E7] My eyes they ain’t [Am] closed
[F] Now I’m over [C] forty
[E7] Guess this is how it [Am] goes

[F] Sing me to [C] sleep
[E7] Please pretty [Am] angel
[F] Can’t count no more [C] sheep
[E7] Help me pretty [Am] angel

[F] It’s five in the [C] morning
[E7] I’m at the end of my [Am] rope
[F] Maybe this is a [C] warning
[E7] That fear can dash [Am] hope

[F] Sing me to [C] sleep
[E7] Please pretty [Am] angel
[F] I’m about to [C] weep
[E7] Help me pretty [Am] angel

[F] The sun’s coming [C] up
[E7] My eyelids are goin down

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