And John Lee Hooker
stopped by here today
Said he could make a fortune
down on Boogie Way
And I said, John,
you know the boo gie's gone
It's the dawn of a brand new day
A blues man come
from way down south
The taste of whiskey's still in his mouth
All them good times have come and gone
Tell everybody that the heat is on
Child of fortune, child of woe
There's no place left for you to go
Turn back dawn to rising sun
Rolling down the Highway 61 Way
I want you to stand up straight,
take a bow
The world don't have
no favorites now
Finder s keepers
is how it's played
Folks got good reason to be afraid
Let rage and hate and violent crimes
Damn these show of restless times
Child of fortune, child of war
There's no place left
for him to go
Now who's at risk?
Who's to blame for all this
killin' in God's name?
He's raisin' hell and judgein' men
Just by the colors of their skins
Talkin' about child of fortune,
child of war
There's no place left for you to go
Well, you can play
the cards and roll the dice
You'll only get paid once or twice
No matter how the games begin
In the long run, you can't win
But John Mayhook
stopped by here today
Said he could make a fortune
on the bogey way
I said, well John,
you know the bug is gone
And it's the dawn
of a brand new day
Child of fortune, child of war,
there's no place left for you to go
Turn back toward
the rising sun,
rolling down Highway 61