Hello talented and creative biab community.
I am still on a "Luv Lost " bent.

In my youth (300 years ago) , I had a GF who had the good sense to dump me explaining that she was fed up with my wild ways and that her "tank was empty"
Well I was shattered , lost the girl................... but gained a song .

Empty Tank Blues

Well anyways , the ever reliable biab takes care of buisness while I madly bang away at my piano.

As always I appreiciate that you take the time to listen and comment and I welcome constructive criticism which helps to improve.
Also I was thinking that perhaps I should ease up on my song postings for fear of wearing out my welcome.

The "Band" :
Tempo 85 Key of C
673 Organ
2425 Bass
Real Drums Blues Rock Shuffle.
1734 Guitar
1925 Guitar
385 Guitar (good for blues solos)

Me :
Reluctant Vocals (btw , thank you for all your nice encouragement)
Acoustic Piano.



_lyrics_

My tank is empty , my well is dry
got no enjoyment , I don't know why
sure wish i knew , just what to do
my tank is empty , thinking of you

I went to war , to fight the fight
you shot me down , all through the night
my heart is sinking ,you left me bleeding
my tank is empty , thinking of you


So won't you tell me , what's on your mind
you give me trouble , you're so unkind
you knocked me down , and fooled around
my tank is empty , thinking of you

A lot of pain , all through the day
I got to thinking , I'll change my ways
I'll start again , next time i'll win
now my tank is spilling , all over you.