Big Road

Well, I ain’t goin’ down
That big road by my-
That big road-
Lord, can’t you hear me talkin’ to ya?
I ain’t goin’ down
The big road all by myself
And if I can’t carry you
I’m about to carry somebody else

I know the sun gonna shine
On my back door-
In my back-
Lord, can’t you hear me talkin’ to ya?
The sun gonna shine
On my back door someday
The wind gonna come, children,
Blow these blues away

=== guitar solo Mark Cosgrove ===
=== fiddle solo Nate Grower ===

Oh, some people might tell you
That the weary blues ain’t-
The weary-
Lord, can’t you hear me talkin’ to ya?
Some people might try to tell ya
The weary blues ain’t bad
That must not have been
The same kind of weary blues I had
‘Cause this stuff’ll kill ya

=== guitar solo David Bromberg ===

The blues ain’t nothin’
But an achin’ heart-
An achin’-
Lord, can’t ya hear me talking to ya?
The blues ain’t nothin’
But an achin’ heart disease
It’s a slow consumption
Killin’ me by degrees

Yeah, the blues ain’t nothin’
But a low down, weary-
A low down-
Lord, can’t ya hear me talkin’ to ya?

The blues ain’t nothin’
But a low down, weary chill
And if you never did have them
I truly hope you never will