Fergus Sings The Blues

Fergus sings the Blues

In bars of twelve or less

I'm a stranger

To the land

To this wilderness

All

Things are possible

But happen less and less

This

Is my country

These

Are my reasons

'Cause I look

In the mirror

And it throws

Back the question

And I whisper in words

That beg

An answer

Tell me

Can

This white man sing the blues?

Home

Sick James

My biggest

Influence

Tell

Me why (tell me why)

James and Bobby Purify

I'm lost

In music

Sweet

Soul music

This

Is my country

These

Are my reasons

'Cause I look

In the mirror

And it throws

Back the question

And I whisper in words

That beg

An answer

Yes I look

In the mirror

And it throws

Back the question

And I whisper in words

That beg

An answer

Tell me

Can

This white man sing the blues?

From the north coast

To the uplands

Stay on the left side of the white lines

From the Campsies

Over Christmas

I still dream of Memphis

'Cause I look

In the mirror

And it throws

Back the question

And I whisper in words

That beg

An answer

I got the blue blue world

And I see

The blue blue sky

I got

I got the blue blue ocean

In

My blue eye

So tell me

Can

This white man sing the blues?