When you get up
And read the news

And see your name
Ripped like old shoes

Because you dared to upset the choices
Of those who don’t want the people to choose

Lord, you’ve got the Cobblestoner Blues.

Now you might be preacher, a teacher,
A writer, a fighter, a student too

You might be up, down,
Under and out and
Take a sideways view

You can be a Muslim, a Christian,
A Buddhist, an atheist, or a Jew

But question what’s going on in your community
And refuse to pay those establishment dues

Lord, you’re gonna have those
Cobblestoner Blues

By Tony Palmeri
Copyright 2005