Delta Levee Moan

Down in the delta, where the cotton fields moan Rivers run, bloody hearts heavy as stone Chains of the past, they whisper in the wind Voices rise up from the sorrow within, working the living From dawn till the night sweat and the blues under pale moonlight A cry from the soul bending those blue notes low Telling the story that the world needs to know Oh the blows they call me home I'm never alone resilient river Flowing deep and true, singing my pain But I'm breaking on through, blue notes wailing In that twelve bar swing, emotions fire Let the good times ring from the deep soul's fire My spirit takes flight blues in my veins Holding on tight Mmm Hanukkah howling, like a lonesome train Guitar strings weeping in the pouring rain Lost love and labor the weight on my back But in every bend there's a fire I let No, it's the spark of the fire, the beat of the drum Bass thumping steady where the wild ones come African roots and American soil Singing my pain singing my pain But I'm breaking on through Oh the blows that twirl go in the night Horses whining, chasing away the fright From the deep soul's fire, my spirit takes flight From the late nineteen, the fountain of youth Electric dreams rising from those streets Voices entwining with a strong heartbeat From the deep it takes fire, blues in my veins Holding on tight That's where I'll find me Oh, find me Oh, find me Guitar driven thunder, drums marked with time Vocal so expressive, climbing that climb Personal tales of the fall and the rise Resilience burning in these weary eyes No more the silence, the hidden despair Now it's a genre that fills the air From the delta to the city, the story unfolds Blues pouring letters of gold Oh the blows they call me home I'm never alone resilient river From the deep soul's fire, singing my pain Holding on