Key: A major•
Verse 1
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The old man told his stories
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about the years gone by
down in New Orleans
and some old dingy died
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as he reached out for his horn
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He closed his eyes and he wet his hips,
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an d then the blues were born
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He played with so much feeling,
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tears came from his eyes
and then he gave a sigh
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and Scatman Jackson's wine
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He slapped his knee and gave a grin,
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it sure was good back then
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Placed it in an old brown sack
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that hung across his back
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and shuffled out the door
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Enthused by what he told me,
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I never got his name
and started to explain
memories of years gone by
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How he played his horn and reminisced
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and smiled with tear -filled eyes
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She said, you are mistaken,
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there has been no one with you
I used to know him, too
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I tried, but it sure was hard
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He slapped his knee and gave a grin,
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it sure was good back then
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Reaching for his horn on the floor
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Placed it in an old brown sack
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that hung across his back
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and shuffled out the door
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and shuffled out the door
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsA E D Bm
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