Lyrics:
1974Writer(s): Merle HaggardThe old man paid no mind to color'Cause he knew that I'd been down and outOld Joe said that I was a soul brotherThe things I been singin' aboutHe liked how I played my old guitarHe'd sit down beside me to singTogether we hummed out an old timy bluesOh, we sing aside a railroad trackFor people have nothing to loseI'm a son of a gambler who's luck never cameAnd a white man singin' the bluesWe both done a heap of hard livin'And hard to describing in a songBut the blues was one thing we both understoodAnd the old man hummed right alongOh, we sing aside a railroad trackFor people have nothing to loseI'm a son of a gambler who's luck never cameAnd a white man singin' the blues