thorn in my saddle

Thorn in My Saddle

When I look up in to the darkness,

With the night sky over me,

I can feel a cold wind blowing,

From out across the sea.

I’ve got the freeway road confusion,

I was bound to be confined,

To be lost and disillusioned,

By these ideas in my mind.


I got a thorn in my saddle

Now if love don’t prove the answer,

Gonna find myself locked in,

Just a prisoner of darkness,

My light threatened by the wind.

Mama holds me in the half light,

With her reassuring smile.

And she gives me all the strength I need,

For this journey into night.

written by: R.Clapton

publisher: Orient Pacific Music