The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the BluesThe music plays . . . and your sense of reality is heightened to a dream.
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the BluesYou got infinite channels and limitless rhymes, but the riddles of livin' stay undefined?
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the BluesYour muse ain't singin' on your MTV? Can't even see him on your HD TV?
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the BluesAnd here's to the blues, the real blues— where there's a hint of hope in every cry of desperation.
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the Blues