Bio (Live from Blueberry Hill)

Lord have mercy

Got to tell it

Tell it just like it is, every word

Yeah, I was living in St. Louis

In the year of 1955

Mama didn't have no great mansion

Just a little old country dive

Papa worked all week long

Trying to keep us six kids alive

So I hitchhiked to Chicago

Just to hear Muddy Waters play

I sat and listened to him sing

Until the early hours of day

I asked him what I could do to make it

And it was he who showed me the way

I went back home and wrote a song

And made a record I could claim

The little tune jumped on the charts

And rode me right on up to fame

It netted over ten thousand dollars

And added glory to my name

I was standing at the airport

With my guitar in my hand

And a first class ticket

Destination movie land

I will be in Hollywood, Mama

Before the roosters crow again

When I first started playing music

Over sixteen years ago

Every big town in the country

From San Fran to Baltimore

Trying to bring some happy hours

Doing the only thing I know

Can't help it but I love it

Stand here, sing to you

Brings back so many memories

Many things we used to do

'Til I see you here again

Take care, good luck to you