Bluesman lyrics

Artist  : Harry Chapin 
Song : Bluesman



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														   The kid heard the word up in
Brooklyn.

It was his second year of medical
school.

He went and stashed some jeans into
his guitar case,

His father said, "You're a
fool".

But the boy jumped on board a
Greyhound bus,

It took him two days to get
to Mobile,

And though it took two weeks to
track the old man down,

He never doubted
that the rumor was real.



But there
the old man stood by the store front,

With
his white cane hanging from his belt.

And
he was bending the steel of his guitar strings

So it seemed like the metal had to melt.

He was the last of the street corner
singers

Paying his final years of dues

The voice in his throat was like a bullfrog
croak

Yes it's he who invented the
blues.



"To play the blues, boy, you
got to live 'em

Got your dues, boy, you
know you got to give 'em

Got to start sweet
like a slow blues rhythm

Like a heartbeat
you'll always be with 'em

When you're
married to the blues, boy,

Your guitar is
your wife.

It's like that fine old woman

Who you're faithful to for life."



Well the kid walked up as the blind man
finished 

And was bent to put his guitar
away.

The old man heard him and said, "Who
are you?"

"I'm the kid you're gonna teach
to play."

The old man laughed but the kid
kept talking 'bout

How he'd help him get
around

That's when the old man said, 

"I don't need no fool to get me where in the
hell I'm bound"



The kid nods his
head with a great big grin and says,

"When
do we begin?"

That's when the old man
said,

"If You're staying with me

This
is how it's got to be..."



"To play
the blues, boy, you got to live 'em

Got
your dues, boy, you know you got to give 'em

Got to s