Gary Moore - Midnight Blues Lyrics
(Gary Moore)He was born in MississippiNineteen twenty-fourHe was born in MississippiNineteen twenty-fourLeft his home with no moneyHe had to pay his duesBut he knew the time was comin'When he'd be king of the bluesKing of the bluesLost his heart to a womanLucy was her nameLost his heart to a womanLucy was her name, yes, it wasWhen he hears her sing so sweetlyHe knows he just can't loseWhen he holds her in his arms he knows thatHe's the king of the bluesHe's a hunter with a crosscut sawBorn under a bad signCaught his baby messin' down the LaundromatHe almost lost his mindYeah!He was born in MississippiIn nineteen twenty-fourHe was born in Indianola, MississippiNineteen twenty-four, yes, he wasHe doesn't need no jester to keep him amusedHe's got Lucy by his sideHe's making headline newsDoesn't need no palaceLike Freddie down in DallasYou can call him what you likeI call him king of the bluesThat's right, mister Albert King of the bluesYeah!King of the bluesLet me hear you
