Beale Street Blues

Beale Street Blues - Lena Horne

I've seen the lights of gay broadway

Old market street down by the Frisco Bay

I've strolled the Prado

I've gambled on the Bourse

The seven wonders of the world I've seen

And many are the places I have been

Take my advice folks see Beale Street first

You'll see pretty browns in beautiful gowns

You'll see tailor mades and hand me downs

You'll meet honest men

And pick pockets skilled

You'll find that business

Never ceases 'til somebody gets killed

If Beale Street could talk

If 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 singing

Beale Street Blues you are

I'd rather be there than any place I know

I'd rather be there than any place I know

It's gonna take a sergeant for to make me go

I'm going to the river

I know the reason why

Yes I'm going to the river

I know the reason why

Because the river's wet

And Beale Street's done gone dry

Draw can back the Beale Street Blues