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You'll see pretty browns in beautiful gowns |
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You'll see tailor-mades and hand-me-downs |
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You'll meet honest men and pick-pockets skilled |
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You'll find that business never closes |
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Till somebody gets killed |
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If Beale Street could talk, if Beale Street could talk |
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Married men would have to take their beds and walk |
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Except one or two, who never drink booze |
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And the blind man on the corner |
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Who sings the Beale Street Blues |
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He said, "I'd rather be there than anyplace I know |
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Yes, I'd rather be here, than anyplace I know |
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It's gonna take the Sergeant, for to make me go" |
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I'm goin' to the river, maybe by and by |
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Yes, I'm goin' to the river and there's a reason why |
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Because the river's wet and Beale Street's done gone dry |
