Chess Man Blues by Larry Heyl

Lord knows I’m a chess man, don’t mean a bishop or a pawn. 
That’s right I’m a chess man, don’t mean a bishop or a pawn. 
I mean I”m sittin’ at the table, where the battle lines are drawn.

I blew in at the edge, stars out on a black night. 
I blew in at the edge, with the stars out on a black night. 
I was looking for a challenge, hope some screwball wanna fight.

I could hear the music playin’, runnin’ all round my head. 
Yeah, I could hear the music playin’, runnin’ all round my head. 
Do you want white or black were the only words he said.

Well I was drinking my black coffee, and just a munchin my croissant. 
Well I was drinking on my coffee, and just a munchin my croissant. 
I didn’t know what hit me, when he captured en passant.

I had him in a fork, I was gonna stop him in his tracks. 
Yes, I had him in a fork, I was gonna stop him in his tracks. 
But then I heard the word check, when he launched a discovered attack.

Now of all the words I hear there’s only one I hate. 
Now of all the words I hear there’s only one I hate. 
Well I don’t mind the cussin’, but I hate to hear checkmate.

I got the chess man blues, I got the chess man blues. 
I got the chess man blues, I got the chess man blues. 
I got the chess man blues, you know I hate it when I lose.