Вступление
Once on the street
Drunk Joe wanted at night
He`s an old bluesmen
He understands a lot about Blues
After all this the old drunken bluesman Joe
It's West Blues
It's West Blues
It's West Blues
Soving the road on the curbs
From the pocket of his torn coat
He took out an old shabby harmonica
Heavy metal clung to the cold lips
And this heavy drunk Blues Joe roared
It's West Blues
It's West Blues
It's West Blues