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Old Beale is coming down
Snack Bar, boarded up now
And Eagles The Tailor and the Boy's gone
out with ragtime blues

Handy's cast in bronze and he's in a little park
With his trumpet in his
Like he's listening back to the good old
And the click of high heeled

Old sings the blues

up in his bed
With his and his leg removed
And Ginny's there for her kindness and beer
the old man's angel overseer

Pawn shops like gold tooth caps
In the grey
They chew the last few off
Old Street's carcass

Carrion and mercy, blue and silver sparkling
Cheap guitars, eye and guns
Aimed at the hot blood of no one
and out in Memphis Tennessee

Old sings the blues

Bring him smoke and drink and he'll for you
lt's mostly muttering now and sideshow
But there was one song he
I could really

a double bill murder at the New Daisy
The old girl's silent across the
She's silent, waiting for the beat
Silent, staring at her stolen

Diamond boys and satin
Bourbon laughter, ghosts, falls
To parking lots and shopping
As they tear down old Beale

Old sings the blues

He a bony finger at you and says, "I don't like you"
Everybody laughs as if it's the old standard joke
But true
only welcome for our drink and smoke

W.C. Handy, I'm and I'm fay
And I'm not familiar what you played
But I get such strong impressions of hey day
Looking up and down old Street

of the darktown society
Come right out of the at me
Like it's a Saturday night, they're in their
Dancing it up and making

Furry the blues

Why should I expect old guy to give it to me true
to hard luck
And time and thieves
While our is shining on his shanty street

Old sings the blues