"Friar's Point" lyrics - SUSAN TEDESCHI

Just past Friar's Point
Over where the crossroads lay
Just past Friar's Point
Over where the crossroads lay
I was walking by the cotton fields
And I swear I heard Robert Johnson play

Down in New Orleans
I know a girl who preaches in the Lion's Den
Down in New Orleans
I know a girl who sings in the Lion's Den
You can hear Irma Thomas
And she'll take you right back to church again

We got the blues now
Surely ain't got a thing to lose
Oh, we got the blues
Surely don't have a thing to lose
Oh darling, it's these blues
That really make you move

Doing the hang on Beale Street
There's music blasting out of every door
Hanging out on Beale Street
There's always music pouring out of every door
Rocking the house at BB's
Your feet they never touch the floor

Oh, south side of Chicago
Oh, all the way where Magic Sam used to play
Oh, south side of Chicago
Maybe over at the Checkerboard Lounge
You can still hear Muddy Waters
Laying all that old soul down

Oh, we got the blues, darling
Sure don't have a thing to lose
Oh, we got the blues
Surely don't have a thing to lose
And these are some of the people
Who really make you move