coins in my hat out on the street
playing for change, or something to eat
drop me a coin just this time
i say, brother can you spare a dime?

if you like my song and tap your toes
go ahead be sure to let me know
i'll play for you so happily
just know I dont play for free

its not easy but its so fun
playing harmonica for everyone
making the rounds out on the street
i'll keep on walking so long as I have feet

im not the operator with the pocket calculator
i was born down in the bayou with the snakes and alligators
made it out west to the streets of the big city
didnt work so well but i dont need no pity
so i sold my soul just to sing the blues
didn't matter too much it aint a lot to lose
you know my mama didn't take it so well
but i was already on my way to hell
drinkin' and gamblin just every night
out hustlin' on the cards 'til the morning light
i never did ever catch a lucky break
met satan at the crossroads, gave my soul to take
SATAN!

i'll keep on i'll keep on i'll keep on

pack up your things
were going for a ride
the bus...it never came
we done and died

but its ok were going to a special place (bring your harmonica and bass)
because up here the crowd will never boo
the drinks are on the house and the tips aint bad, too

black and white
alligator shoes
slick hat upon our heads
when we play the blues
because up here
we all gotta look sharp
in hobo heavan
god plays a harp.
c'mon!