If Beale Street could talk
Beale Street could talk
Married men would have to
Take their beds and walk
Except one or two
Who never drink booze
And the blind man on the corner
Who sings the Beale Street Blues
I'd rather be [Am]here
Than any place I know
I'd ɾather be [Am]here
Than any place I know
It's gonna take the sergeant
For to [C7]make me go
Goin' to [C7]the ɾiver
Maybe [Am]by and [Bm]by
Goin' to [C7]the ɾiver
And there's a ɾeason [C7]why
Because the ɾiver's wet
And Beale Stɾeet's done gone dry
Goin' to [C7]the ɾiver
Maybe [Am]by and [Bm]by
Goin' to [C7]the ɾiver
And there's a ɾeason [C7]why
Because the ɾiver's wet
And Beale Stɾeet's done gone dry
Because the ɾiver's wet
And Beale Stɾeet's done gone dry
Because the ɾiver's wet
And Beale Stɾeet's done gone dry
