Fergus sings the Blues
In bars of twelve or less
I'm a stranger
To the land To this wilderness
All
Things are possible
But happen less and less
This
Is my country
These
Are my reasons 'Cause I look
In the mirror
And it throws
Back the question
And I whisper in words
That beg
An answer
Tell me
Can
This white man sing the blues Home
Sick James
My biggest
Influence
Tell
Me why
I'm lost
James and Bobby Purify
In music
Soul music
Sweet
This
Is my country
Are my reasons
These In the mirror
'Cause I look
And it throws
Back the question
And I whisper in words
That beg
An answer
Yes I look
In the mirror
And it throws
Back the question
That beg
And I whisper in words
An answer
Tell me
Can
This white man sing the blues From the north coast
Stay on the left side of the white lines
To the uplands
From the Campsies
I still dream of Memphis
Over Christmas In the mirror
'Cause I look
Back the question
And it throws
And I whisper in words
That beg
An answer I got the blue blue world
And I see
The blue blue sky
I got the blue blue ocean
I got
In
My blue eye
Can
So tell me
This white man sing the blues.
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