Ready? 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Well a local band was tryin'
to play it real
Tryin' to get the rhythm and
tryin' to get the feel
Hey!
Then a little
Jimmy joined the singin' and playin'
Wrote all the songs,
now they got a record deal
Well, all the young girls come out to him
Never seen anything like it in their life
At the next hit,
all the country and all the count up there
It's a different town each night
Go, little
Jimmy, one night on that
blues harmonica kit
Go, little
Jimmy, one night on that blues
harmonica kit
Goin' to the gym in one night,
only the blues harmonica kid
Hey, hey
Well he used to play the
drums slow like a thief
That kid played percussion
with his teeth
Hey
Then he tried the piano quick,
he wrote a tune
Picked it up in the afternoon
Hey
Well, all the young girls come
out to see him
Thought he was good,
but nothing really knew
Then he took up the harp,
started playing blues
That really got him,
made him gasp and swoon
Go, little
Jimmy, one night on little
blues harmonica kit
Go, little
Jimmy, one night on little
blues harmonica kit
Go, go, little
Jimmy, one night only the
blues are mine to keep
Hey, hey
Mmm, mmm,
Hey, yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Well, he hit the road like a heart attack
Burned all his bridges, never looked back
He got his sister on drums and a guitar ace
He got his old man on an upright bass
Well, all the young girls
come out to see him
Never heard anything like it in their life
Add the gambler's luck, all the fry tuck
All the jigs is callin',
it's a different town each night
Go little
Jimmy one night on little blues harmonica kit
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