People talk, but they don't say a word.  I'd rather listen to a Firebird, or when a
Les Paul chats with a Strat.  They sound so good you know I like it like that.
Around midnight, you hear them wail, like steppin' down on a Hell-hound's tail.
Let's have a Blues Conversation.  A little Blues Conversation.
Lord have mercy, who's talkin' to me in a Blues Conversation?

Another voice that sounds sweet to me,
Is when someone's jammin' on a Hammond B3.  
Guitar & Organ with their ebb and flow - back and forth and around they go.
They take their turns playin' rhythm and lead. It's Blues Heaven, baby, yes indeed!
Let's have a Blues Conversation.  A little Blues Conversation.
Lord have mercy, who's talkin' to me in a Blues Conversation?

You heard 'em sing, you heard 'em cry out loud.  
The way they communicate makes me proud.
You heard 'em easy and you heard them rough.  
But let me tell ya, child, I can't get enough.
'Cause when you listen, you hear them say:
“Keep talkin' Blues, brother, every day.”
Let's have a Blues Conversation.  A little Blues Conversation.
You gotta give me what I wanna hear, a little Blues Conversation.
People gonna shout when they let it all out and have a Blues Conversation.
(LET IT OUT NOW, BOYS!)