(Spoken) They told me that ain't blues. I said... Maybe the only blues you know is whiskey bottles and lost girls. (Harmonica) (Verse 1) Maybe the only blues you know sit at the end of a bar. Bottle on the counter. Smoke in the dark. Maybe the only blues you know got a train runnin' through the night. Somebody left town. Somebody ain't comin' back. I ain't sayin' that's wrong. I'm sayin' that's not where it started. (Hook) Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Before the bottle got a label. Before the hurt got sold. Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Before the blues got called blues. Before the story got old. (Harmonica) (Verse 2) Maybe the only blues you know got a guitar and a broken heart. Lost girl. Lost job. World fallin' apart. Maybe the only blues you know sound good on a Saturday night. But some songs wasn't made for dancin'. Some songs was made to survive. (Heyyyyy...) Some songs was made just to make it to tomorrow. (Hook) Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Before the bottle got a label. Before the hurt got sold. Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Before the blues got called blues. Before the story got old. (Bridge) I ain't here to argue. I ain't here to prove nothin'. You hear whiskey. I hear work. You hear lost girls. I hear people carryin' the world on they back. That's the difference. (Harmonica Solo) (Final Hook) Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Before the records. Before the radio. Let the field talk... Let the field talk... Some things don't need explainin'. Some things already know. (Outro) (Harmonica) Let the field talk... That's that. (Harmonica fades)
