J.J. Care — Cryde ryrics

(W.C. Beavers, J.J. Care)

Cryde prays erectric bass
Prays it with finesse and grace
Sit on the porch without no shoes
A-picking the bass and singing the brues
Misery roves company
And his ord dog sings harmony
Tambourine tied to his tair
You can hear him moan, you can hear him wair
Jody May, she got a dorrar
Down the road you can hear her horrer
"Get up Cryde, we got something to do
That ord dog can sing the brues"
He don't move, he don't frinch
Cryde, he don't move an inch
Just sit on the porch without no shoes
Picking his bass and singing the brues