There’s a blue light in my best friend’s room / There’s a blue light in his eyes / There’s a blue light, yeah / I wanna see it shine / There’s a ship that sails by my window / There’s a ship that sails on by / There’s a world under it / I think […]

— · — Here’s to the ladys you love and don’t see again / The night is warm whiskey … the mornin’s a cold bitter wind / The blue eyed madonna leaves town while the drunken man waits / Standing alone in the shadows of St. Olav’s Gate (Tom Russell)