Bill Morrissey - Buddy Bolden's BluesLyrics

I've been to Germany, I've been to Spain Walked down Beale Street and turned up Main When I put her on that last mail train there was nothing left to lose I listened to the engine whine And when she set off this one last time she didn't leave a single thing behind Just like Buddy Bolden's Blues There's nothing uptown, no money down Buy the high-tension whiskey just to pass around Faces in the window, but I'm standing on the ground and I'm down to twos and fews The rhythm section is one seat short And you can't get on board without your passport You knew she took so you'd come up short Just one more gig you must refuse (Refrain:) In this town you can't let down your guard The boys play trumpet, but they blow too hard In the final hand you get no wild card just the Buddy Bolden blues The morning sun on a brown suitcase And soon you too will have to leave this place Just one more gone without a trace singing Buddy Bolden's blues Her eyes were closed when she said goodbye She couldn't see me and she didn't try Still she kissed me and I don't know why but she was never one to leaves clues Trains come to town only to leave The band plays loud to let the mourners grieve The heart stays hidden in a rolled up sleeve Empty pockets pay no dues The sun don't rise in a greasy sky The rails may call, but the roads just sigh Believe I'll give New Orleans one more try with a spit shine on my walking shoes Stand on the corner, trying to catch a break But good luck these days is too hard to fake And there's nothing left of her but what talk we make Just like Buddy Bolden's blues