From the recording Winter Blues
Lyrics
Red Ronnie
Red Ronnie, well that’s his name
Red Ronnie, the one to blame
You find him in crowded streets
You find him in New Orleans
From daybreak he plays the blues
Till nightfall, nothing to loose
Cold hands, but he can play
Cold heart, but he can sing
There’s something weird about his soul
This troubled man is going down
Going down
This troubled man likes to play the blues
No money, things look so dark
No money, the fun is gone
So lonely, stranger in town
So lonely, tears falling down
Red Ronnie, yeah that’s his name
Red Ronnie, the one to blame
You find him in crowded streets
You find him in New Orleans
New Orleans
New Orleans
©Words & Music Duncan Paul Vassallo