White Man Singin’ The Blues

The old man paid no mind to color cause he knew that I'd been down and out
Old Joe said that I was a soul brother the things I been singin' about
He liked like I played my old guitar he sat by beside me the same
Together we hung out an old timy blues hmm hmm hmm hmm
Oh we sing aside a railroad track for people have nothing to lose
I'm a son of a gambler who's luck never came and a white man singin' the blues

We both done a heap of hard livin' and hard to discribing the song
But the blues was one thing we both understood and the old man hummed right along
Oh we sing aside a railroad track...

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