Teksty: Johnny Winter. The Winter of '88. Stranger Blues.

Well, I'm a stranger here
And I just blowed in your town
Well, I'm a stranger here
And I just blowed in your town

Just because I'm a stranger
Everybody wants to dog me around

Well, I'm going back now south
If I have wear ninety nine pair of shoes
Well, I'm going back now south
If I have wear ninety nine pair of shoes

Then I won't be no more stranger
I won't have no more stranger's blues

Well, sometime I wonder
Do my good gal know I'm here
Well, sometime I wonder
Do my good gal know I'm here

'Cause if she do
She sure don't seem to care
Don't seem to care