This song is called harmonica talk
Pick up your soul, let your rhythm rock
First you roll left, then you roll right
Watching them blues jumping out of sight

When I wrote this song it was one of them days
One of them days that never pays
Looked about the house, looked upside down
My old guitar could not be found
So I grabbed my harp and played my best
Saw them blues jump away from my chest

This song is called harmonica talk
Pick up your soul, let your rhythm rock
First you roll left, then you roll right
Watching them blues jumping out of sight