Lyrics to "Brown-Eyed Handsome Man"

For your reading pleasure, the lyrics to "Brown-Eyed Handsome Man," by Chuck Berry:

Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Chuck Berry

E
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
E
he was sitting in the witness stand
                               A
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
         B                    E
Said you free that brown eyed man
E                            D                    E
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man

Flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay.
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man

Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man

GUITAR BREAK

Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man

Milo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man

GUITAR BREAK

Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man

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Down to the Crossroads

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Down to the Crossroads



Probably Robert Johnson just went away
and practiced blues guitar.  The story
about the crossroads and the Devil
is a good one, though.  Hell
yes, let the Devil take the credit.
Let glamor glow in its seductive
light as you know playing better
came from playing a lot. Meanwhile,

when you're not playing, not telling
the tale, keep practicing and moving
and hope no one gets all poisonous
with envy. You know how they do:
If someone else does good, then
it has to be bad for them. People
need stories that are about more
than the hard work they do.
People need to hear the blues, too.


Copyright 2011 Hans Ostrom