Ella Mae Morse - The Blacksmith Blues Lyrics

Down in old Kentucky
Where horseshoes are lucky
There's a village smithy
Standing under a chestnut tree
Hear the hammer knocking
See the hammer rocking

He sings the boogie blues
While he's hammering on the shoes
See the hot sparks a-flying
Like Fourth of July-ing

He's even got the horses clopping, pop
Down the avenue
Folks love the rhythm
The clang-banging rhythm
You'll get a lot of kicks
Out of the blacksmith blues