The old man paid no mind to color

Cause he knew that I'd been down and out

Old Joe said that I was a soul brother

From the things I'd been singin' about

Well he liked how I played my old guitar

So he sit down by beside me the same

Together we hummed out an old-timey blues:

Hmm hmm hmm hmm, doo de dang

From the same side of the railroad tracks

Where people have nothing to lose

I'm a son of a gambler whose luck never came

And a white man singin' the blues

Well, we both done a heap of hard livin'

And hard to describe in a the song

But the blues was one thing we both understood

And the old man hummed right along

From the same side of the railroad tracks

Where people have nothing to lose

I'm a son of a gambler whose luck never came

And a white man singin' the blues

From the same side of the railroad tracks

Where people have nothing to lose

I'm a son of a gambler whose luck never came

And a white man singin' the blues

Now, the old man paid no mind to color

Cause he knew that I'd been down and out

Old Joe said that I was a soul brother

From the things I'd been singin' about