I heard the sad news today:/
You’ve gone to play with your friends./
I hope you find the blues way:/
The love town where music never ends.

In your honor I’m gonna eat/
A mess of grits and stuff./
You left us behind on Beale Street/
‘cuz our blues ain’t yet good enough.

I’m sure that Etta’s waiting./
Jellyroll and Stevie Ray, too./
I’ll bet Lucille’s anticipating:/
All tuned up just for you.

May God in His grace, knowing who you are,/
See your smiling face, and make your harp strings a guitar.

When Love Comes To Town (with Bono and U2https://youtu.be/r3wgoaONzwo

http://youtu.be/uTg6eznfB30?t=35m14s