I woke up at 3AM again. This time to silence - no thump thumping - of the construction being done at Mega World. Maybe because of the rain. Trying to remember the last few strains of a dream - copper haired Damian Lewis in a white unbuttoned shirt bringing me coffee :) Dang! That could have been a good one.
Anyway, one of those early mornings when I can't shake off a song in my mind. First heard this one from the Hootie and the Blowfish - love this version:
The original song is sung by Tom Waits, an American singer-songwriter, composer, and actor. Waits has a distinctive voice, described by critic Daniel Durchholz as sounding "like it was soaked in a vat of bourbon, left hanging in the smokehouse for a few months, and then taken outside and run over with a car" (Wikipedia) - hehe. I like that description.
I'll stick with the Hootie and the Blowfish version though. Makes me want to get drunk and learn to play the guitar. And here are the chords. Still no thump thumping.