Play Your Blues

I remember, long ago
I heard the Blues on the radio
I thought that Elvis was the King
Until I heard Robert Johnson's thing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

John Lee mixed with alcohol
I love the git-tar heart and soul
If I had to do it again
I'd always let that Devil win

Play your Blues
Play your Blues
Play your Blues
Play your Blues and fly yourself away

Rory Gallagher played like hell
Stevie, Jimi, Freddy always made it sell
Albert, B.B, Muddy, Clapton, Moore, Angus Young
Bonamassa, Trout, Oli Brown is the gun

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So play your Blues
So play your Blues
So play your Blues
Play your Blues and fly yourself away