| With his tonsils and sneakers, guitar in hand
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| Hundred watt speakers and his traveling band
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| He’s got his traveling band
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| Well, from Detroit, Chicago, New Orleans too
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| Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
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| That was his nom-de-plume
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| Listenin' to his heroes — paying his dues
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| He’s the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
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| Thames Delta Blues
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| Like all his heroes he was something to see
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| Lit up the stage like a Christmas tree
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| Just like a Christmas tree — woo
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| Didn’t care for business he rose to the top
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| Said, I’ll roll 'til I’m old
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| Gonna rock 'til I drop
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| Gonna rock 'til I drop
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| Listenin' to his heroes — paying his dues
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| He’s the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
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| Thames Delta Blues
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| Picked up the blues from across the pond
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| John Lee, Muddy, moving him on
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| Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
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| He’s the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
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| Thames Delta Blues
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| Over in London the sound was heard
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| Now he’s Mississippi bound to spread the word
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| Yeah, he’s spreading the word
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| You know he played with his heroes — Lived out his dreams
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| Gibson guitar and his faded blue jeans
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| Got the faded blue jeans
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| Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
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| He’s the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues — Thames Delta Blues
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| Thames Delta Blues
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| Thames Delta Blues
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| He’s got the Thames Delta Blue |