Remember in Jackson Ms?
Don't you just miss it?
You know the blues club
That was in the downstairs basement?
Don't you just miss it?
I just wish it wouldn't have gone away.
We had so much fun there!
We'd sit and listen to the Jukebox
Until 12am and the next thing you knew
We’d all begin to yell his name in repetition,
Lavon! Lavon! Lavon!
Then Patrice would finish the show.
We’d go to listen to the live music,
while swaying by our chairs
and don't forget the bar stools
with the people swaying there!
There was no dance floor,
so if we wanted to move around
we did the train all around the
long connected tables in the lounge!
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