| Susan Tedeschi lyrics
Friar's Point lyrics
Just past Friar's Point, all the way across those lanes
Just past Friar's Point, all the way across those lanes
I was walking by the cotton fields, and I swear I heard Robert Johnson play
Down in New Orleans, preaching in the Lion's Den
Down in New Orleans, preaching in the Lion's Den
You can hear Irma Thomas, take you right back to church again
We got the blues now, surely ain't got a thing to lose
Oh we got the blues, surely don't have a thing to lose
Oh darling it's them blues that really make them move
Oh do they hang on Beale Street, music blasting out of every door
Oh do they hang on Beale Street, music pouring out of every pore
Rocking the house at BB's, your feet they never touch the floor
Oh south side of Chicago, oh all the way where Magic Sam used to play
Oh south side of Chicago, over at the Checkerboard Lounge
You can still hear Muddy Waters, playing that song Slow Down
Oh we got the blues time, sure don't have a thing to lose
Oh we got the blues time, surely don't have a thing to lose
And these are the people all ready to make a move
Other Susan Tedeschi lyrics:
Looking For Answers lyrics
Angel From Montgomery lyrics
Mama, He Treats Your Daughter Mean lyrics
Just Won't Burn lyrics
Can't Leave You Alone lyrics
Found Someone New lyrics
It Hurt So Bad lyrics
Little By Little lyrics
You Need To Be With Me lyrics
Ain't Nobody's Business lyrics
I Don't Want Nobody lyrics
Hound Dog lyrics
Better Days lyrics
Locomotive lyrics
It Hurts Me Too lyrics
Love Never Treats Me Right lyrics
Gonna Write Him A Letter lyrics
It's Up To You lyrics
| |