| Streets are empty and the stores are all closed down
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| There´s a sense of desolation all cross town
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| I´m walkin´ ´round soakin´ up the Clarksdale Blues
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| There´re some juke joints up around blues street
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| Worn n´ rugged they knocked me off my feet
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| Gonna go there n´ play them the Clarksdale Blues
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| One day I´ll be comin´ back
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| I´ll come walkin´ along rail road track
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| And I´ll be hummin´ a tune called the Clarksdale Blues
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| I bought a Silvertone guitar down in Blues town
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| And it brings me back when I hear the sound
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| Every night I´m strummin´ the Clarksdale Blues
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| This guitar is carryin´ a lot of soul
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| It played the blues before there was rock n´ roll
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| And it´s teachin´ me all about the Clarksdale Blues
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| One day I´ll be comin´ back
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| I´ll come walkin´ along rail road track
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| And I´ll be hummin´ the tune called the Clarksdale blues
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| A lot of bluesmen came from down here
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| Went up to Memphis to record the their songs there
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| They all knew all about the Clarksdale Blues
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| Now if you wanna get a shot of somethin´ real
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| Come down and walk across the cottonfields
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| At the crossroads I´ll show you the Clarksdale Blues
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| One day I´ll be comin´ back
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| I´ll come walkin´ along rail road track
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| And I´ll be hummin´ the tune called the Clarksdale Blues
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| I´m talkin´ bout the Clarksdale Blues
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| Talkin´ bout the Clarksdale Blues
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| Bringin´ you the Clarksdale Blues
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| I´m talkin´ bout the Clarksdale Blues
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| Talkin´ bout the Clarksdale Blues |