Friar's Point şarkı sözleri

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