I was crossing a bridge into Memphis Soul station blasting that sound I heard Freddie King singing the darnedest tune, he was testifying I'm going down, down, down, down, down He left me mesmerized Awestruck and spellbound You know it drew me away to another place Music and the memories are making their rounds South Wabash in Chicago At Buddy Guy's Legends one night Otis Rush getting his Homework done Cherry Red Wine on Southpaw three-thirty-five Run, run, run on slow and wide The king of the singing string Singing so many rolls and so many trains to ride Playin' the blues with a man named Green He had us all under his spell He was singing 'bout a Black Magic Woman And all I could say was "Oh well" The house was full Not another seat to sell Thirty-five gigs in thirty-six nights Bristol to Belfast, Glasgow to Tunbridge Wells