Jeremiah Brown

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)