I play the soul style
I'll be here for a while
All around me people play
They surround my feet with clay.
I play the soul style
Started fiddling since I was a child
Driving trains through hushed morraines
That's how I learned my soul style.
On the whole, it's been quite a ride
Now I'm in the hole, don't ask why.
It's in my soul, these hillbilly runs
I'm not too old, to praise the one.
Odd facts for free, about little ol' me
I like to play when my hole card is three.
Set gumbo on low, keep the fire stoked
Bring home sugar and water the tree.
I play the soul style
And in the meanwhile
I play a style of soul
That you might know.
I play the soul style
That can make you smile
I play down low
I play it slow.
I play the soul style
And I never miss
There's nothing better
Than earning your kiss.
I play the soul style
For many a mile
I keep on playing
Don't touch that dial.
