Myth of the Delta Blues

Down in Mississippi
cradle of rock'n roll
there was blues man
A long time ago

Standing at the crossroads
with nothing left to lose
sold his soul to the devil
to play the Delta Blues
The Myth of the Delta Blues
it keeps me picking and sliding
'till I got nothing to lose
The Myth of the Delta Blues
Can you feel it, too

Gonna be a preacher
so I won't have to work
Tell me who's that writing
I think it's John the Revelator

I believe that I will dust my broom
Up jumped the devil
But I will preach my Blues
The Myth of the Delta Blues
it keeps me picking and sliding
'till I got nothing to lose
The Myth of the Delta Blues
Can you feel it, too

The Myth of the Delta Blues
it keeps me picking and sliding
'till I got nothing to lose
The Myth of the Delta Blues
Can you feel it, too

Down in Mississippi
cradle of rock'n roll
there was blues man
a long time ago



Credits
Writer(s): Florian Eppel
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