somewhere on the delta where the blues was born a man child's growing clothes are old and worn plays a box guitar strumming out some chords singing 'bout salvation like his soul is torn on a blues pilgrimage
standing at the crossroads sinking to his knees you know he'd sell his soul if that is what he needs to make his guitar cry join the blues elite like the greats before him he'll make the pilgrimage on a blues pilgrimage
down the mississippi where the muddy water run where son house played 'neath that old hot delta sun memphis and st. louis hello b.b. king straight on the chicago following his dream on a blues pilgrimage
down the mississippi where the muddy water run where son house played 'neath that red hot delta sun memphis and st. louis b.b.'s still the king straight on to chicago following his dream on a blues pilgrimage.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
