Roots Music Report

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Let me tell you all about Sonny Shade

A traveling man who had it made

He was a hero

Everywhere he roamed

He played the blues in the north country

Where most a-men they will never see

A roaming balladeer

An olde style troubadour

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

One day he came into old York town

They told him boy don't you come around

He drew his guitar and called their bluff

They couldn't get enough

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on

He wandered down to the Highland Creek

The old flood waters began to peak

He drew his harp and he start to play

Them waters turned the other way

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on

He wandered up past Vermillion Bay

A million black flies was in his way

He played the blues, well it sound so sweet

Them flies all fell asleep

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on

One day he wandered we don't know where

Although we looked for him everywhere

Sonny Shade wasn't heard from again

But I remember when

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

He said I'll sing my song (sing my song)

Then I'll be rollin' on (rollin' on)

Roll on man, roll on!