Song To J.C.B.-Eric Andersen

Song To J.C.B. - Eric Andersen (Instrumental Intro) (Verse 1) Listen to my story and I’ll tell you bout my friend Plays the best harmonica and will love you to the end He’s travelled all the highways from New York to Vancouver Bay Born in a Georgia shack he’s in San Francisco today So listen to what I say (Verse 2) Who’s that man singing that song? Who’s that man singing that song? Who’s that man? Tell me who’s that man? Think it’s J.C. and everybody singing along (Verse 3) Well J.C. is sittin’ out there on Grand Street Ain’t got much money and he ain’t got that much to eat Well all you rich people passing by his feet You make J.C. so sad sometime that he don’t know how to sleep (Instrumental) (Verse 4) I remember them lonely nights would sit and hear J.C. play Xxx all crouched in a xxx Laughing and crying and stomping our feet Till a lamb once said move on get out my children are asleep (Verse 5) Who’s blowing them blues? Tell me brother Who’s blowing them blues? Tell me sister Who’s blowing them blues? It’s the man you all abuse I think it’s J.C. on his ole harmonica (Verse 6) Well J.C. said one day I’m gonna tell you bout my shoes They walked the xxx and a xxx too Trying to earn a livin’ and tryin’ away the blues Them souls is getting thinned out and I guess mine is too (Verse 7) Look in his eyes a friend look at his hands Seen a lot of livin’ and touched a lot of land If you don’t bleed he’s breathin’ in a life And you better watch yourself when he’s doing the old hand jive (Verse 8) Who’s that man singing that song? Who’s that man singing that song? Who’s that man? Tell me who’s that man? I think it was J.C. and I think that he went home