Hi Mike,

WOW! Love your idea and read some of your critiques...you sure can help someone like me! I am submitting this song to you for your honest opinion. Thanks!

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Rufus Taught Hank the Blues
© March 21, 2008 Stan Loh

Verse 1
He came from the streets of Georgiana,
His home a dingy shack,
Guitar, harp and red bandanna,
The blues upon his back.
From nowhere came a scrawny boy,
Not quite eleven years old,
A Silvertone his Christmas joy,
Three chords he could hold.

Chorus
Rufus taught Hank the blues,
Rufus taught Hank the blues,
He taught him lifts,
He taught him riffs,
Rufus taught Hank the blues.

Verse 2
Door to door for Greenville pennies,
They shared the coins each night,
Next stop were the whiskey alleys,
The love of black and white,
And mama didn’t care, and papa was gone,
The lonesome whippoorwill,
It hurt inside, his heart forlorn,
He loved Jack Daniel’s still.

Bridge
Don’t forget Rufus Payne,
When he plays you feel the pain,
The Blues…oh…the blues…
Rufus taught Hank, oh Rufus taught Hank the bluuueees.

Verse 3
The boy became an Opry star,
Indeed he fared damn well,
But booze and blues began to scar,
Whisky and fame are pals,
Old Rufus still played the cold, cold streets,
The boy played to surging crowds,
There was a time they were to meet,
The booze just made him proud.
Repeat Chorus/ Repeat Bridge

Having Fun!!!!


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