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He Just Plays the Blues - The King's Blues Club
Caller turned up
Hock it's bare
He ain't young and he don't care
Whiskey burning in his eyes
He wants off alone when the last song dies
But my old friend
Plays the meanest blues in town
Plays the meanest blues
He's the one that lays it down
He don't bother sounding smart
Thinks you're fools right from the start
He would play down in the cold cold morgue
Never cared for praise or some big time award
But my old friend
Plays the meanest blues in town
Plays the meanest blues
He's the one that lays it down
Night sighs out and day breathes in
Some folks losing, some can't win
You can hear his weary soul take flight
From his crying guitar to a late night night
But my old friend
Plays the meanest blues in town
Plays the meanest blues
He's the one that lays it down
Caller turned up
Hock it's bare
He ain't young and he don't care
You can hear his weary soul take flight
From his crying guitar to a late night night
But my old friend
Plays the meanest blues in town
Plays the meanest blues
He's the one that lays it down