Early Mornin' Snorin' Blues

To be honest, I'm more likely to be the one that's snoring, but I'm thinking of this as a country blues number - heavy on the scrapy slide guitar - voice like ramming a pint of guinness sideways under the door etc . . .

Early Mornin' Snorin' Blues.

It's the early mornin snorin blues
I'm too shook to shake today
Standin in the backyard
While you just sleep away

It started with a rattle
Ended with a crash,
The bed in the roadway
And the house all but trashed.

That was one great nosequake
It filled the road with holes,
9 on the Richter scale,
epicentred on your nose.

I didn't think a nose could shake
The house founds to a thrill
But half the lot is flattened
and the neighbours all half killed.

I couldn't believe it.
Couldn't believe it was you.
Chaos all around us
And you just sleepin' through.