As I sit on the edge of
this never-made bed
Old guitar in my lap
a new tune in my head
There she stands in the
doorway just brushing her hair
It's my beautiful muse
in her underwear
And if I was thinking
I'd be thinking thank God
Where ever you are
For the muse and this old guitar
It's times like these
so sweet and so true
Thinking's the last thing
that you wanna do
As I sit on the edge of
this dirty old bar
Trying to work some things out
but not getting too far
And to drown out the voices
that are keeping me down
There's a muse all alone
on the other side of town
And if I was thinking
I'd be thinking thank God
Where ever you are
For all the whiskey
in this dirty old bar
Times like these
so sad but so true
Thinking's the last thing
that you wanna do
Yeah I think it's the last thing
that you wanna do
As I sit on the bed
in this hospital room
Just shedding a tear
for the bride and groom
Then the tiniest voice starts
to bellow and cry
It's my finest work yet
if today I should die
if I was thinking
I'd be thinking thank God
For the muse and the miracle
right here in my arms
It's times like these
so sweet and so true
Thinking's the last thing
that you wanna do
Yeah thinking's the last thing
that you wanna do
Yeah thinking's the last thing
that you wanna do