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Reflections on Bluesfest 2000

At Chicago’s Grant Park

It’s a time of joy and time of cheer
It’s the most wonderful time of the year

The L train was crowded with blues music lovers
Chicago’s Bluesfest is isn’t like any other

The trendy vendors were all in a row
T-shirts and posters remember the show

The heat was almost more than I could bear
The thick smell of rain cooled the evening air

The lines at the food tents were typically long
While the band on the side-stage wailed out their sweet song

The band shell was next where the stars got us high
The ones on the stage and the ones in the sky

Miss Taylor was there and so was Willie King
The crowd danced around while the queen did her thing

Lonnie and Lucky and Diamond Jim Green
Cats playing guitar like you’ve never seen

The tribute to Wolf brought a tear to my eye
When old Hubert Sumlin lit up the night sky

When that sky finally burst – we ran under a tent
Where I heard someone say this is Mayfield’s revenge

The lovers of blues – the lovers of fests
All seemed to agree this one was the best

And when it was over the night turning dark
I swear I saw Wolf walking out of Grant Park

It’s all about music and paying your dues
And proving again that Chicago is home of the Blues