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Old Beale Street is coming
Snack Bar, boarded up now
And Eagles The Tailor and the Shine gone
Faded out with blues
Handy's cast in
And standing in a little park
With a in his hand
Like he's listening back to the good old
And the click of high shoes
Old Furry the blues
up in his bed
With his dentures and his leg
And there
For her and Furry's beer
She's the old man's overseer

Pawn shops glitter like gold tooth
In the gray
They chew the last few off
Old Street's carcass
Carrion and
Blue and silver sparkling
Cheap guitars, eye shades and
Aimed at the hot of being no one
Down and out in Tennessee
Old Furry the blues
You bring him smoke and drink and he'll for you
It's mostly muttering now and spiel
But was one song he played
I could feel

There's a double murder at the New Daisy
The old silent across the street
She's silent, for the wrecker's beat
Silent, staring are her name
Diamond and satin dolls
Bourbon laughter, ghosts, falls
To lots and shopping malls
As they tear down old Street
Old sings the blues
He a bony finger at you and
"I like you"
Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's joke
But true
We're only welcome for our drink and

W.C. Handy I'm and I'm fay
And I'm not familiar what you played
But I get such strong of your hey day
Looking up and down old Street
Ghosts of the society
Come right out of the at me
Like a Saturday night
They're in their
it up and making deals
Furry sings the
Why should I that old guy to give it to me true
Fallen to hard
And time and other
our limo is shining on his shanty street
Old Furry sings the