Now a man in New Orleans was drinking coffee at a the cafe bar one morning he was feeling a little he was feeling a little blue, though the day was warm and the breeze as soft as an angles wings passing by..
now he always sipped his cafe slowly from Monday to early Sunday
never missed a day
what was it that made him so blue?
was it his job? or his family?
no only those sad and lonely blues the sound no cared for no more
the songs of the 50s those sad days when the world was new
since those days the world has grown and changed and old man can not feel the same with today he's just so blue with the blues
One day the Old man shell die but today he lives on a living fossil from a time when blues was the in and rock the new thing, and for now we have new music every day
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