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      Furry Sings The Blues

      Furry Sings The Blues

      Joni Mitchell

      Album: Dreamland

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      Joni Mitchell - Furry Sings The Blues Música y Letra

      Old Beale Street is coming down
      Sweeties' Snack Bar, boarded up now
      And Egles The Tailor and the Shine Boy's gone
      Faded out with ragtime blues
      Handy's cast in bronze
      And he's standing in a little park
      With a trumpet in his hand
      Like he's listening back to the good old bands
      And the click of high heeled shoes
      Old Furry sings the blues
      Propped up in his bed
      With his dentures and his leg removed
      And Ginny's there
      For her kindness and Furry's beer
      She's the old man's angel overseer
      Pawn shops glitter like gold tooth caps
      In the grey decay
      They chew the last few dollars off
      Old Beale Street's carcass
      Carrion and mercy
      Blue and silver sparkling drums
      Cheap guitars, eye shades and guns
      Aimed at the hot blood of being no one
      Down and out in Memphis Tennessee
      Old Furry sings the blues
      You bring him smoke and drink and he'll play for you
      It's mostly muttering now and sideshow spiel
      But there was one song he played
      I could really feel
      There's a double bill murder at the New Daisy
      The old girl's silent across the street
      She's silent - waiting for the wrecker's beat
      Silent - staring ar her stolen name
      Diamond boys and satin dolls
      Bourbon laughter- ghosts - history falls
      To parking lots and shopping malls
      As they tear down old Beale Street
      Old Furry sings the blues
      He points a bony finger at you and
      "I don't like you"
      Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's standard joke
      But it's true
      We're only welcome for our drink and smoke
      W.C. Handy I'm rich and I'm fay
      And I'm not familiar with what you played
      But I get such strong impressions of your hey day
      Looking up and down old Beale Street
      Ghosts of the darktown society
      Come right out of the bricks at me
      Like it's a Saturday night
      They're in their finery
      Dancing it up and making deals
      Furry sings the blues
      Why should I expect that old guy to give it to me true
      Fallen to hard luck
      And time and other thieves
      While our limo is shining on his shanty street
      Old Furry sings the blues

      Joni Mitchell - Furry Sings The Blues Música y Letra





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