Joe Dassin - My Kind of Woman lyrics

He sit's all alone playing his guitar
Out in the back of a little cafe
And no one seems to hear
So he closes his eyes
And just lets the music take him away

Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
And he's worn out his luck and
His last pair of jeans
But you keep going on when
You're living on dreams
And you feel it inside
And the guitar don’t lie

There's a lady he knows who often comes by
She’s a nice little girl and
She’s into the blues
The request is the same song every night
She says it reminds her of someone she knew
A trace of her perfume floats across the room
Once they were close and they
Shared all their dreams
But now all he feels is a physical thing
They grew slowly apart
And the guitar don’t lie

Some nights it gets cold and
It makes him aware
That time's moving on and it’s slipping away
And if you look close at his dark curly hair
Under the lights there are traces of gray

He knows what it's all about
Feeling down and out
'Cause he's been there before and
He's seen it all
And you learn to survive with
Your back to the wall it's a crazy old life
And the guitar don't lie