My Queen (dark country, blues) Video (MV)

From Sallouk's doors (Sallouk's door)
Her voice did soar (did soar)
It drew me in (drew me in)
And I craved much more (craved much more)
Well now, this here Sallouk's burnin' bright
But darlin', your voice steals the night
How 'bout we sit and share some talk?
Got a notion that'll set folks gawk
Name's Joe an' them bugs you've heard tell
Play tunes that'd make ol' Satan yell
You reckon you're that famous Joe?
With critters singin' down below?
Sounds like a tale a drunkard'd spin
Yet here you are, all smug and grinnin'
If them whispers 'round here ain't lies
Maybe I'll hear what you advise
Got a stage where dreams run high
If your word don't turn to a lie
Together we'd own this Western trail
If your name holds weight like mail
When fate deals her cards tonight
Some chances burn too bright to fight
They say your bugs stir up a crowd
Make the meek stomp fierce an' loud
A queer thing, this tale you weave
Yet somethin' 'bout you, I believe
If you're the Joe folks chatter 'bout
Maybe there's gold beneath this doubt
From the Rio to ol' Boston town
Ain't no act can take us down
Them bugs of mine they pluck it right
Make a thousand dance each night
An' sugar, with that fire you've got
We'd make the world burn twice as hot
Let me show you what we're worth
A chance to leave this dusty earth
More coin than dreams could ever buy
If your critters don't up an' lie
When fate deals her cards tonight
Some chances burn too bright to fight
The way you hold this Sallouk room
Like a queen, commandin' doom
The Queen, you say? Ain't that grande
That's a name that carries command