The Poor Traveling Blues Man

Walking down a dirt road

With my guitar on my back

I’m leaving my abode

And never looking back

Headed down south

Feeling down in the mouth

I’ve got no car

I may not get far

But I’ve got two feet

And a world to beat

And I’ve got two thumbs

‘I’m singing for crumbs

Ain’t got a buck

‘Got to try my luck

In Memphis or New Orleans

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