Barclay James Harvest: Blue John blues

Mystery is following me down that lonesome roadAnd i don't know my way, my way back homeThere's someone on my shoulder and he will not share a loadAnd i don't know my way, my way back homeThere's a certain something deep insideLike a rolling sea or a river wideAs the orchestra starts playingGet down joeYou can see his face, you can feel his smileYeah, look down low and let the tears run wildWhen the orchestra starts playingBlue john's bluesThink about me, girl, and the things i ain't saidI could not be sad, thinkin' 'bout the things that you doWhile the folks around me sing onBlue john's bluesBand is swinging, people singingGet down joeThere's a place down home where people meetThey clap their hands and they stamp their feetWhen the music starts and the band playsGet down joeThey sing out loud and they sing out clearTurn your head round girl and you might just hearAnd if you do then start down singingBlue john's bluesThink about me, girl, and the things i ain't saidI could not be sad, thinkin' 'bout the things that you doWhile the folks around me sing onBlue john's bluesBand is swinging, people singingGet down joeTake hold of john's blues (?)Must be a thousand hues (?)Blue john's bluesGet back joeTake back all of your doughYou've got no place to goBlue john's bluesGet back now joeMy sweetest girl that i ever hadShe's drive any poor man badBlue john's bluesWell my ma and my papa said, sonYou'll get the kb when you're not on the run (?)Blue john's bluesWell my lady and me we're gonna dance all nightYeah yeah we're gonna dance until the broad broad lightBlue john's bluesThe sweetest girl that i ever hadWas guaranteed to drive a poor man badBlue john's bluesBlue john bluesGet back joeLord, get back joe