Can't you %s good ol' blues,
We lordy lordy by the river bend,
With hard times come filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through poor condition we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through nowhere to go we find our way,
By station house we stand,
Though trouble on my mind may stray,
We join heart to heart a...