Chorus / Description : Experience the soulful melodies as a talented musician embraces the blues, transcending color boundaries. Join the journey of a white man's heartfelt rendition, resonating with the essence of hard living and profound understanding. Don't miss this captivating musical escapade.
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
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...