Bluesman was a simple man
Knew from where he came
Most folks don't know who they are
But bluesman knew his name

Year was nineteen-thirty-seven
Bluesman tryin' to break even
Mister bill collector on his trail
Like some filthy hellhound breathin'

And the devil's folk did mend their ways
And the Christian folk did kneel
Cause when they heard the bluesman's blues
They knew that they was real

Bluesman dug down 'side himself
And folks still talk about
How he reached down low into that well
And pulled those deep blues out

And the devil's folk did mend their ways
And the Christian folk did kneel
Cause when they heard the bluesman's blues
They knew that they was real

But bottles filled with lightning
Never lasted long
Reaper came and took the bluesman home
To sing that song

Bluesman was a simple man
Knew from where he came
Most folks don't know who they are
But bluesman knew his name

Most folks don't know who they are
But bluesman knew his name