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Current song lyrics
Old Beale Street is coming down<br />Sweeties' Snack Bar, boarded up now<br />And Egles The Tailor and the Shine Boy's gone<br />Faded out with ragtime blues<br />Handy's cast in bronze<br />And he's standing in a little park<br />With a trumpet in his hand<br />Like he's listening back to the good old bands<br />And the click of high heeled shoes<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />Propped up in his bed<br />With his dentures and his leg removed<br />And Ginny's there<br />For her kindness and Furry's beer<br />She's the old man's angel overseer<br /><br />Pawn shops glitter like gold tooth caps<br />In the grey decay<br />They chew the last few dollars off<br />Old Beale Street's carcass<br />Carrion and mercy<br />Blue and silver sparkling drums<br />Cheap guitars, eye shades and guns<br />Aimed at the hot blood of being no one<br />Down and out in Memphis Tennessee<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />You bring him smoke and drink and he'll play for you<br />lt's mostly muttering now and sideshow spiel<br />But there was one song he played<br />I could really feel<br /><br />There's a double bill murder at the New Daisy<br />The old girl's silent across the street<br />She's silent - waiting for the wrecker's beat<br />Silent - staring ar her stolen name<br />Diamond boys and satin dolls<br />Bourbon laughter- ghosts - history falls<br />To parking lots and shopping malls<br />As they tear down old Beale Street<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />He points a bony finger at you and<br />&quot;I don't like you&quot;<br />Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's standard joke<br />But it's true<br />We're only welcome for our drink and smoke<br /><br />W.C. Handy I'm rich and I'm fay<br />And I'm not familiar with what you played<br />But I get such strong impressions of your hey day<br />Looking up and down old Beale Street<br />Ghosts of the darktown society<br />Come right out of the bricks at me<br />Like it's a Saturday night<br />They're in their finery<br />Dancing it up and making deals<br />Furry sings the blues<br />Why should I expect that old guy to give it to me true<br />Fallen to hard luck<br />And time and other thieves<br />While our limo is shining on his shanty street<br />Old Furry sings the blues
New song lyrics
Old Beale Street is coming down<br />Sweeties' Snack Bar, boarded up now<br />And Egles The Tailor and the Shine Boy's gone<br />Faded out with ragtime blues<br />Handy's cast in bronze<br />And he's standing in a little park<br />With a trumpet in his hand<br />Like he's listening back to the good old bands<br />And the click of high heeled shoes<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />Propped up in his bed<br />With his dentures and his leg removed<br />And Ginny's there<br />For her kindness and Furry's beer<br />She's the old man's angel overseer<br /><br />Pawn shops glitter like gold tooth caps<br />In the grey decay<br />They chew the last few dollars off<br />Old Beale Street's carcass<br />Carrion and mercy<br />Blue and silver sparkling drums<br />Cheap guitars, eye shades and guns<br />Aimed at the hot blood of being no one<br />Down and out in Memphis Tennessee<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />You bring him smoke and drink and he'll play for you<br />lt's mostly muttering now and sideshow spiel<br />But there was one song he played<br />I could really feel<br /><br />There's a double bill murder at the New Daisy<br />The old girl's silent across the street<br />She's silent - waiting for the wrecker's beat<br />Silent - staring ar her stolen name<br />Diamond boys and satin dolls<br />Bourbon laughter- ghosts - history falls<br />To parking lots and shopping malls<br />As they tear down old Beale Street<br />Old Furry sings the blues<br />He points a bony finger at you and<br />&quot;I don't like you&quot;<br />Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's standard joke<br />But it's true<br />We're only welcome for our drink and smoke<br /><br />W.C. Handy I'm rich and I'm fay<br />And I'm not familiar with what you played<br />But I get such strong impressions of your hey day<br />Looking up and down old Beale Street<br />Ghosts of the darktown society<br />Come right out of the bricks at me<br />Like it's a Saturday night<br />They're in their finery<br />Dancing it up and making deals<br />Furry sings the blues<br />Why should I expect that old guy to give it to me true<br />Fallen to hard luck<br />And time and other thieves<br />While our limo is shining on his shanty street<br />Old Furry sings the blues
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