Текст песни
They come all the way from Virginia City, Nevada
A blue, blue band
They broke down once or twice in their blue van
A blue, blue band
And the mechanic said
"I'll do my best to get you to your show on time."
And when they pulled up to the club
The crowd was ready to rub
And the lights went all blue
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
And they started to play a blue, blue song
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
The trumpet player Otis
Makes a sound like a lotus
A blue, blue band
And on bass fiddle, Fritz
Cooks it hotter than grits
A blue, blue band
(But don't take my word for it!
Next time you feel like dancing
Go see for yourself!)
There's a tremendous harmonica player
Whose name now escapes me
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
And the singer, she's a ringer
Her name is Belle
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
The clientele changes every so often
A blue, blue band
But whoever is playing turns the listener blue
A blue, blue band
Listen to them playing what's been weighing
Heavy on your heart
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
You feel a release in your body
From the instant they start
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band
A blue, blue band