Lyrics New Beale Street Blues - Eric Bibb

If we have to walk
We′re going' to Memphis
Got to play on Beale
It′s the place to go if ya wanna make a solid deal

North Caroline's alright if ya wanna hand tobacco all day long
Babe, a guitar player like me's got to play his own song

So, pack your finest dresses
Pack your go-to-meetin′ shoes
Babe, we gotta look sharp
When we play the New Beale Street Blues

We′re going' to Memphis
Got to play on Beale
It′s the place to go if ya wanna make a solid deal

Bye-bye, Durhum, bye-bye, Chapel Hill
Gonna ride the blind - like Railroad Hill

Gotta find Gas Cannon, Noah Lewis too
Gotta shake their hand
Play 'em our song, see if we can join the band

We′re going' to Memphis, join a jug band
I can′t wait to shake Mister. Canton's hand

Gonna buy new strings for your mandolin
An' my Stella, too
Gotta spank this tune
They call the New Beale Street Blues

Now, Memphis Minnie an′ Joe McCoy
Make really good music, sho′ 'muff
Babe, I bench one day gonna hear ′em
Playin' our stuff

If we have no walk
We′re going' to Memphis
Goes to play on Beale
It′s the place to go if ya wanna make a solid deal
It's the place to go if ya wanna make a solid deal