There was an old man named Jeremiah Brown
He was the baddest blues man in the whole damn town
But when Aunt Sally put on the wedding gown
Well, old Jeremiah, well, he couldn’t be found
Old Jeremiah
Was a pariah
A card cheat
And a damn liar
But when he played that guitar for us
He could set the whole world on fire
Old Jeremiah
Sang like a choir
A bible revival
He could inspire
And when he played that guitar for us
That weren’t a greater man to admire
Down at the crossroads, Old Jeremiah made a deal
With a a man in a dark suit who taught him to feel
His music so good he could play down on Beale
And the people said his songs were truly unreal
Old Jeremiah
Was a pariah
A card cheat
And a damn liar
But when he played that guitar for us
He could set the whole world on fire
Old Jeremiah
Sang like a choir
A bible revival
He could inspire
And when he played that guitar for us
That weren’t a greater man to admire
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (a pariah)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (was a liar)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (I admire)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (he’s on fire)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (don’t retire)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (oh you inspire)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (preachin’ to the choir)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (bring it higher)
Ohhhhhhhh
Jeremiah (it’s pure desire)
(Fade out)