Weekends At the Soup

Quiet as a grave
Family things to contend with,
But not me babe,

I lie in my bed,
I don't move a muscle
Don't say a thing

But my Blues go walkin'
Blues' go walkin

My Blues go walkin' to town.


Inspired by Greg Brown's "Blues Go Walkin"-
A must have for any musical inclined Souper
Look for album "Covenent"- at least 4 great songs.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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