Bio

Lord have mercy

Gotta tell it

Tell it just like it is

Every word

Yeah I was living in St Louis

In the year of nineteen fifty five

Mama didn't have no great mansion

Just a little old country dive

Papa worked all week long

Try to keep us six kids alive

So I hitch hiked to Chicago

Just to hear Muddy Waters play

I sat and listened to him sing

Until the early hours of day

I asked him what I could do to make it

And it was he who showed me the way

I went back home and wrote a song

And made a record I could claim

The little tune jumped on the charts

And rode me right on up to fame

It netted over ten thousand dollars

And added glory to my name

I was standing at the airport

With my guitar in my hand

And a first class ticket

Destination movie land

I will be in Hollywood Mama

Before the roosters crow again

When I first started playing music

Over sixteen years ago

Every big town in the country

From St Francisco to Baltimore

Trying to bring some happy hours

Doing the only thing I know

Can't help it but I love it

Stand here sing to you

Brings back so many memories

Many things we used to do

'Till I see you here again

Take care good luck to you