Met a young man up in New York City,
Don't carry a cap or a cane
Just an old guitar that he got from his daddy,
He showed him a little to play

He got family down in Texas,
Spent time in New Orleans
Went his own way learnin' to play what he choose,
He don't play nothin' but the blues

People say that he was born like that,
Playin' ever since he was 10
Got a funky sound and a funky way of talkin',
It's all the same to him
When he shows up you know he's gonna get down,
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Nobody's goin' nowhere
'Cause he'll blow your mind playin' just what he choose,
He don't play nothin' but the blues
Now play it!

Met a young man up in New York City,
Don't carry a cap or a cane
Just an old guitar that he got from his daddy,
He showed him a little to play

He got family down in Texas,
Spent time in New Orleans
Went his own way learnin' to play what he choose,
He don't play nothin' but the blues

Songwriter(s): Robben Ford
Copyright: Geffen Again Music, Tamale Music
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