Cherry (Live From Shepherd’s Bush Empire, London, 2007)

Her name is Cherry Yeah, we've just met But already she knows me better than you She understands me after 18 years And you still don't see me like you ought to do Maybe we could talk 'bout things If you was made of wood and strings While I love her every sound I don't know how to tune you down You so thick and my patience is thin I got me a new best friend With a pickup that puts you to shame And Cherry is her name And when I'm lonely Yeah, Cherry's there And she plays along while I sing out my blues I could be crying, you don't care You won't call me back, you're stubborn as a mule Maybe we could talk 'bout things If you was made of wood and strings Yeah, you might think I've gone too far I'm talking 'bout my new guitar Robin Banerjee on the guitar! Now Uhm Uhm, yeah, that was, that was, that was a song I wrote a while ago And, uhm, that was a song I wrote a while ago when I didn't get to talk to my best friend Well, I had just bought a new guitar, it wasn't I didn't have the chance to talk to my best friend much, uh, 'cause I was away a lot So I wrote, I wrote that kind of, uh And I've got all my girls here, I don't know where my girls are at all, at all, over there somewhere Uhm, yeah, you need to listen to, to, to my best friend in the world, you need to listen to my girl Juliette Ashby, you need to listen to her music I'm serious, I'm serious Go on, baby, run it