You can find Old Blue Joe down on the corner every night
Playing his guitar like he's picking a fight
He'll play your request but it's the blues that run his life
In fact the blues is the only way that Old Blue Joe gets by

He's gotten used to it but he still don't like to lose
If he had a choice it's not a choice he would choose
He knows that he's one of the unfortunate few
That's been on and seen the other side of the blues

The other side of the blues...
Takes a bite out of life

The other side of the blues...
Darkens more the darkest night

The other side of the blues...
Doesn't care if you like

The other side of the blues

Old Blue Joe's on the corner he's always been on
Still playing the saddest of the saddest song
Through the blues, the youth he feels he should warn
Not to make the same mistakes the same way he has done

It's raining now as he plays but he'll never stop
The drive to keep on strumming is all that old Joe has got
Growing the bitter blues is this blue mans crop
Fertilizing it daily until this life is naught

The other side of the blues...
Doesn't care what is lost

The other side of the blues
Knows the price and pays the cost

The other side of the blues...
There is something that is wrong

With...

**The other side of the blues...