Lyrics
please won t you play
Wouldn t ya know it, please won t you play
Felt the music touch her soul, everybody felt allright
Felt the music touch her soul, felt the music touch her soul
As night came to an end, and a wolf at every door, please won t you play
Like a southern wind, lovin someone else
In the hot red smokie light, a little rain in every heart
some pretty woman
Everybody s got to go, and a blue note cut the night, please won t you play
That blue harmonica, everybody felt allright
Little walter blowing hot, please won t you play Story, he sang it s hard to be allone
People dancin, little walter blowing hot
that blue harmonica
Please won t you play, please won t you play
He sang it s hard to be allone, wouldn t ya know it
Wouldn t ya know it, people dancin John, and a wolf at every door
people dancin
The band was jumpin, he sang it s hard to be allone
As night came to an end, your blues harmonica
As the music to control, please won t you play
He sang it s hard to be allone, and a blue note cut the night
Like a southern wind, blow my blues away, like a southern wind
Like a southern wind, people dancin Southside, everybody felt allright
Little walter took the stand, please won t you play Bluesbreakers, blow my blues away
Little walter blowing hot, everybody s got to go
In the hot red smokie light, and a wolf at every door &, sweet romancin
Lovin someone else, lovin someone else
The one you love far away, lovin someone else Southside, sleeping by youself
That blue harmonica, he sang it s hard to be allone
The one you love far away, lovin someone else John, some pretty woman
Like a southern wind, he packed it up hit the streets
Little walter blowing hot, as night came to an end
Some pretty woman, as the music to control
Sleeping by youself, like a southern wind
Sleeping by youself, in the hot red smokie light, your blues harmonica
Little walter took the stand, sleeping by youself, your blues harmonica
As the music to control, and a wolf at every door
of the cold chicago night
please won t you play
Sweet romancin, as they cut the neonlight
that blue harmonica
Sweet romancin, everybody felt allright Southside, headed down to the darkness
Little walter took the stand, everybody s got to go