Church Street Blues

Have you seen the old man In the closed-down market Kicking up the paper, with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride And held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for

Verse 1 Well I've been hangin' outta town, Lord in that low down rain Watchin' good time Charle friends is a drivin' me insane Up on shadey Charlotte Street both the green lghts look red I wish I was back home on the farm Lord in my feather bed Choru

Well met, well met, said an old true love Well met, well met, said he I just returned from the salt, salt sea And its all for the love of thee Come in, come in, my own true love And have a seat by me Its been three-fourths of a long, long year Since