Empty Baggie Blues

Torn-off plastic corner / clinging dust / striped pulsating seed

   1.

G
I'm feelin' high and I hope you are too

Em
since we' been smokin' that New Mexico Blue

C
But now it's gone and I want to get higher

   G
We smoked it all and I'm filled with desire


   G
   I want to sit down and smoke me a bowl

             C                      C7
   'Cause it moves my mind   and it moves my soul

       G              Am    C7     G          D
   You know I got the Empty Baggie Blues


   2.

G
Stop thinkin' about your past

Em
When it's one thing that will not last

          C
It's like gettin' high on your very last dime

    G
You won't be there again for a very long time


   G
   I want to sit down and light me a jay

             C                      C7
   'Cause it rolls me up     and it blows me away

       G              Am    C7     G
   You know I got the Empty Baggie Blues
New Mexico Blue was worth a song, anyway. 'Twas decades ago, up at the old dome, whose wizardly master introduced this herbal inhalable. Just one ordinary silvery-blue leaf ignited in the then-new gandalfpipe was all one person needed. Extraordinary. Does it still exist today?

Performed in Mindful Webworkshop #1