Dan Auerbach
If You Ever Slip
If you ever slip
It gets lonely there
It's an easy trip
When the weather's fair
I will
Be here

In the afternoon
I'm waiting for your call
In a darkened room
Just after evening fall
And I will
Be here
Be here
Be here

What you used to have, oh
You don't have it now, no
Take another stab
Before you take a bow
And I will
Be here