Friars Point — текст песни (Susan Tedeshi)

(written by tom hambridge and susan tedeschi)



Just past friars point, all the way across those lanes

Just past friars 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 lions den

Down in new orleans, preaching in the lions den

You can hear irma thomas, take you right back to church again



We got the blues now, surely aint got a thing to lose

Oh we got the blues, surely dont have a thing to lose

Oh darling its 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 bbs, 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 dont have a thing to lose

Oh we got the blues time, surely dont have a thing to lose

And these are the people all ready to make a move