Bronx Pulse Prophets

down in the delta where the cotton fields sway i woke up this morning felt the blues coming my way river running muddy like the tears in my eyes lost my baby to the wind under them lonesome skies work my hands to the bone for a dollar a day but the ache in my heart it just won't fade away oh these blues they call my name through the night they feel the same singing sorrow from my soul in the dark they make me whole resilient heart though it breaks in two blues got me but i'll sing on through oh harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm memories of mama humming those spirituals low taught me to rise when the hard times blow train whistle howling taking dreams far from here but i stand on these levees fighting back the fear oh these blues they call my name through the night they feel the same singing sorrow from my soul in the dark they make me whole resilient heart though it breaks into blues got me but i'll sing on through harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing like a cry in the storm guitar strings bending keeping my spirit warm one day the sun might chase these shadows away but till then i'll pour my pain out into the night harmonica wailing