I play the ragtime blue guitar I play it near and far I play on the streets all around I travel on the old greyhound Ah, the guitar she's my old friend She knows just where I've been She understand how I feel She knows the blues is real Ah, if you don't like what I play Friend you ain't got to pay You got no money That's okay I ain't getting rich no way Yeah but I play my blues alright I play out every night If you want me to I play these blues for you Yes I play the ragtime blue guitar I have faced the wind and rain There's been a lot of things I've been through That's why I can sing these blues Whoa now I hear they passed a law against my kind Street singers who is blind But your ordinance I refuse I got right to sing these blues Your ordinance I refuse I got right to sing these blues