I Love to Hate You

When you’re playing the Soldier’s Joy you play it a little faster
Upon the whirlwind I see natural disaster
Ever heard the sound of the blues runnin' backwards
Them wedding bells ain’t ringers — they’re crashers
I love to hate you, I love to hate you
In the mornin', in the mornin', in the mornin' blue
(Every evenin', every evenin', every evenin' new)
(I'm gonna look back on the world we knew)
I love to hate you
There are no headlights out on this highway
No lightnin' comin' from the mountain face
So I strolled down beneath the Beautiful Gate
There was a fountain — it was filled with snakes
Beware the white boy come singin' black words
Son of a son of an old Back-Masker
You ever heard the sound of the blues runnin' backwards
All washed in blood and out in the pasture