1. Blues Boy

From the recording The Lucky One


by Andy G. Twanger

He was born in Bena Mississippi
A poor delta sharecropper’s son
Spent all day just choppin’ cotton
Loadin’ trucks till nighttime comes

He made his way since he was seven
Wet cotton fields in old gum-shoes
At Sunday church he’d sing the gospel
Back on the farm he sang the blues

He turned 12 on that old plantation
His pastor thought him his first three chords
He learned to play like Old Blind Willie
And everyday he thanked the lord

At 17 he moved to Memphis
With his $15-dollar Sears Silvertone
And on the street, he played relentless
He worked his fingers to the bone

They called him blues boy
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Cause he could really play and sing
Every day he lived the blues
Little Reilly King


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Late one night he played an old dive bar
Two jealous guys got in a fight
Was all about a girl, her name was Lucile
And they knocked over an old gaslight

A fire broke out just as he got cookin’
And they all ran out of that juke joint bar
But he ran right back into that burning building
To save that old plywood guitar

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From way back then, till the day he died
He held on to Lucile real tight
He could really make that old girl sing
He played all night with all his might

Yeh they used to call him blues boy
Cause he could surely play and sing
Everyday he lived the blues
That’s right …. Mr BB King