[Verse] Midnight shadows, neon signs, I walk these cracked old stones Harmonica wails, beneath the rain, Iâm singing out alone Coins clink in tin cups, stories spill from my lips Storm rolls in heavy, but I donât let it slip [Pre-Chorus] Every note a prayer, every breath a fight Under Beale Streetâs thunder, Iâm chasing back the night [Chorus] Blow, my soul, through this weathered brass Sing me through the lightning, let the moments last Stormâs got nothing on a heart thatâs true On Beale Street, Iâm breathinâ blues for you [Verse] Crowds come and go like river tides, but I stand still My voice a smoky compass, my harp the will Raindrops dance on pavement, echo in the night Each song a battle, each chord a fight [Pre-Chorus] Every note a prayer, every breath a fight Under Beale Streetâs thunder, Iâm chasing back the night [Chorus] Blow, my soul, through this weathered brass Sing me through the lightning, let the moments last Stormâs got nothing on a heart thatâs true On Beale Street, Iâm breathinâ blues for you [Bridge] When the storm breaks, Iâll be standing tall In the flash of lightning, I give my all Voices join in, like a rolling tide Beale Street callinâ, with the storm as my guide [Chorus] Blow, my soul, through this weathered brass Sing me through the lightning, let the moments last Stormâs got nothing on a heart thatâs true On Beale Street, Iâm breathinâ blues for you [Outro] Blow, blow, blow the blues away Beale Streetâs song is here to stay Blow, blow, blow the blues away In the storm, I found my way