Blues Musicians Don't Retire. They Drop.

Blues Musicians Don't Retire. They Drop.

So Here I Am - A 75-year-old Man Sitting On A Bar Stool In A Blues Club, Trying To Figure Out Exactly How I Got Here. Any Way You Look At It, It's A Helluva Story.

Even The Disc Jockeys Are Saying, If I Play Your Record, I Made You. You Got To Play For Me Free.

Everyone Thinks Because You're From The South You Know Everyone Down There, But It's Not Like That; I Never Knew Nothing About No Mississippi.

I'm Gonna Play Something So Funky You Can Smell It