This song is called harmonica talk Pick up your soul, let your rhythm rock First you roll left, then you roll right Watching them blues jumping out of sight When I wrote this song it was one of them days One of them days that never pays Looked about the house, looked upside down
My old guitar could not be found So I grabbed my harp and played my best Saw them blues jump away from my chest This song is called harmonica talk Pick up your soul, let your rhythm rock First you roll left, then you roll right Watching them blues jumping out of sight