"Blue on Black" by Kenny Wayne Shepherd

Because those blue and black books don't mean much:

Night falls, and I'm alone
Skin, yeah chilled to the bone
You turned and you ran, oh yeah
Oh, slipped right from my hands

Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on shove
Don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
A dead man's touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn't change a thing
Won't bring you back
Blue on black, oh yeah
Blue on black

Blind, oh, now I see
Truth, lies, and in between
Wrong can't be undone
Oh, slipped from the tip of your tongue

Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
A push on a shove
It don't mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
A dead man's touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn't change a thing
Doesn't bring you back, yeah
Blue on black
Oh, blue on black
Oh, yeah

Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don't mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
Is a dead man's touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black

Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don't mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
Is a dead man's touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn't change a thing
Doesn't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh, blue on black
Oh wha oh, blue on black
Oh, blue on black