Early this mornin', when you knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh, when you knocked upon my door
And I said: Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go
Me and the devil, was walkin' side by side
Me and the devil, ooh, was walkin' side by side
I'm goin' to beat my woman, until I get satisfied
She say you don't see why, that I will dog her 'round
[Spoken:] Now, baby, you know you ain't doin' me right,
She say you don't see why, ooh, that I will dog her
'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit, so deep down in the
ground
You may bury my body, down by the highway side
[Spoken:] Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when
I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, ooh, down by the highway side
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues
away.
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues
away.
Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving as the flowers
is in May.
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and I'm talking all out
my head.
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more
time.
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more
time.
Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my
mind.
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around
my bed.
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around
my bed.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hair's rising
by Robert Johnson
Recording of June 20, 1937
Dallas, Texas
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain
All my love's in vain
When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye
When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry
All my love's in vain
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain
Ou hou ou ou ou, hoo, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae
Ou ou ou ou ou ou hee vee oh woe
Tell me, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you
Hoo hoo, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you
Now you have a little new calf, hoo hoo, and your milk is
turnin' blue
Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck
Your calf is hungry, hoo hoo, I believe he needs a suck
But your milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo, I believe he's
outta luck
Now I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come
I feel like chu'in' and my, milk won't turn
I'm cryin' pleease, pleease don't do me wrong
If you can old milkcow, baby now, hoo hoo, drive home
My milkcow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around
My milkcow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around
Well, she been troublin' some other bull cow, hoo hoo, in
by Robert Johnson
Recording of June 20, 1937
Dallas, Texas
(Spoken) I wanna go with our next one myself
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain
All my love's in vain
When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye
When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry
All my love's in vain
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain
Ou hou ou ou ou, hoo, Willie Mae
Oh oh oh oh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae
Ou ou ou ou ou ou hee vee oh woe
Now she is a little queen of spades, and the men will not
let her be
Hoo, she's the little queen of spades, and the men will
not let her be
Ev'ry time she makes a spread, hoo, fair brown, cold
chills just run all over me
I'm gon' get me a gamblin' woman, if it's the last thing
that I do
Hoo, gon' get me a gamblin' woman, if it's the last thing
that I do
Well, a man don't need a woman, hoo fair brown, that he
got to give all his money to
Everybody say she got a mojo, now she's been using that
stuff
Mmmm, everybody say she got a mojo, cause she's been
using that stuff
But she got a way of trimmin' down, hoo fair brown, and I
mean it's most too tough
Now, little girl, since I am the king, baby, and you is a
queen
Whoo hoo, since I am the king, baby, and you is a queen
Let's us put our heads together, hoo fair brown, then we
Mmm, when you got a good friend, that will stay right
by your side
When you got a good friend, that will stay right by
your side
Give her all of your spare time, try to love and treat
her right
I mistreated my baby, I can't see no reason why
I mistreated my baby, I can't see no reason why
Everytime I thinks about it, I just wring my hands and
Wonder could I bear apologize, or would she sympathize
with me
Mmmmmmmmmm, or would she sympathize with me
She's a brown skin woman, just as sweet as a girl
friend can be
I love my baby, but I can't make that ag'ee
I love that woman, but what can we can't agree
I really love that woman, nnn, wonder why we can't
agree
It's your opinion, friend-girl, I may be right or wrong
It's yo'y opinion friend-girl, I may be right or wrong
But when you watch your close friend, baby,
then your enemies can't do you no harm
When you got a good friend, that will stay right by
your side
When you got a good friend, that will stay right by
your side
Give her all of your spare time, try to love and treat
woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Know by that I got these old walkin' blues, well
Woke this mornin' feelin round for my shoes
But you know by that, I got these old walkin' blues
Lord I feel like blowin my old lonesome horn
Got up this mornin, my little Bernice was gone, Lord
I feel like blowin my lonesome horn
Well I got up this mornin, whoa all I had was gone
Well, leave this mornin' if I have to, ride the blinds
I feel mistreated, and I don't mind dyin'
Leavin this mornin', if I have to ride the blind
Babe, Ive been mistreated, baby and I don't mind dyin'
Well, some people tell me that the worried blues ain't
Worst old feelin' I most ever had
Some people tell me that these old worried old blues
ain't bad
It's the worst old feelin', I most ever had
Shes got a elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Ooh, from her head down to her toes
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Best come on back to Friars Point,mama, and barrelhouse
all night long
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friars Pointrider, now, hops all over me
I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth
crowned with gold
I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth is
crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my
side
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my
side
We can still barrelhouse baby, on the riverside
Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down
my...
(spoken: 'til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you know
what I'm talkin' about)
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
(spoken: That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now)
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point, if I be rockin' to my
Hot tamales1 and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime
Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yes, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
I got a letter from a girl in the room
Now she got something good she got to bring home soon,
Its hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for
sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for
sale
(spoken: They're too hot boy!)
The billy got back in a bumble bee nest
Ever since that he can't take his rest, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes you got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
(spoken: Man don't mess around em hot tamales now
'Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot
tamales
I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to
sleep
I'll due to break away your liver and dare your heart
to beat bout my)
Hot tamales cause they red hot, yes they got em for
sale, I mean
Yes, she got em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
You know grandma loves them and grandpa too
Well I wonder what in the world we children gonna do
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Me and my babe bought a V-8 Ford
Well we wind that thing all on the runnin' board, yes
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
(spoken: They're too hot boy!)
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes, now she got em
for sale
You know the monkey, now the baboon playin' in the
grass
Well the monkey stuck his finger in that old 'Good Gulf
Gas', now
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Yes she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for
sale, I mean
Beatrice got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome
word
Beatrice got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome
word
What evil have I done, what evil has the poor girl
heard
Beatrice, I love my phonograph, but you broke my
windin' chain
Beatrice, I love my phonograph, but you have broke my
windin' chain
And you taken my lovin', and you give it to your other
And we played it on the sofa, and we played it side the
wall
And we played it on the sofa, and we played it side the
wall
But boys, my needles have got rusty, and it will not
play at all
Beatrice, I love my phonograph mmm, babe and I'm bound
to lose my mind
Beatrice, I love my phonograph, and I'm 'bout to lose
my mind
Why'n't
you bring your clothes back home, baby, and try me one
more time
Now my phonograph, mmm, babe, it won't say a lonesome
word
My little phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome word
What evil I have done, what evil have the poor girl
heard
Now Beatrice, won't you bring your clothes back home
Now Beatrice, won't you bring your clothes back home
I wanna wind your little phonograph, just to hear your
And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan
When I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan
Who been drivin' my Terraplane
, for you since I been gone.
I'd said I flash your lights, mama, you horn won't even
blow
(spoken: Somebody's been runnin' my batteries down on
this machine)
I even flash my lights, mama, this horn won't even blow
Got a short in this connection, hoo well, babe, it's
way down below
I'm goin' heist your hood, mama, I'm bound to check
your oil
I'm goin' heist your hood, mama, mmm, I'm bound to
check your oil
I got a woman that I'm lovin', way down in Arkansas
Now, you know the coils ain't even buzzin', little
generator won't get the spark
Motor's in a bad condition, you gotta have these
batteries charged
But I'm cryin', pleease, pleease don't do me wrong.
Who been drivin' my Terraplane
now for, you since I been gone.
Mr. highway man, please don't block the road
Puh hee hee, please don't block the road
'Cause she's reachin' a cold one hundred and I'm booked
and I got to go
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Yoo ooo ooo ooo, you hear me weep and moan
Who been drivin' my Terraplane
now for, you since I been gone
I'm gon' get down in this connection, keep on tanglin'
with your wires
I'm gon' get down in this connection, oh well, keep on
tanglin' with these wires
And when I mash down on your little starter, then your
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
Now one and one is two, two and two is four
I'm heavy loaded baby, I'm booked, I gotta go
Cryin' baby, honey don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
Now two and two is four, four and two is six
You gonna keep monkey'in 'round here friend-boy,
you gonna get your business all in a trick
But I'm cryin' baby, honey don't you wanna go
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight, eight and two is ten
Friend-boy, she trick you one time, she sure gonna do it
again
But I'm cryin' hey, baby don't you want to go
To the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
I'm goin' to California, from there to Des Moines, Iowa'y
Somebody will tell me that you, need my help someday,
cryin', hey hey, baby don't you want to go
Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets, some pretty mama
start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
it'll make you lose your mind.
I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind,
some no-good woman she starts breakin' down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby, hoo
hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and
clown,
you won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
it'll make you lose your mind
Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree,
she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll
make you lose your mind
I can't start walkin' down the streets, but some pretty
mama don't start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
I got stones in my passway, and my road seem dark as
night
I got stones in my passway, and my road seem dark as
night
I have pains in my heart, they have taken my appetite
I have a bird to whistle, and I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle, and I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I'm lovin', boy, but she don't mean
a thing
My enemies have betrayed me, have overtaken poor Bob at
last
My enemies have betrayed me, have overtaken poor Bob at
last
And there's one thing certainly1, they have stones all
in my pass
Now you tryin' to take my life, and all my lovin' too
You laid a passway for me, now what are you trying to
I'm cryin' please, please let us be friends
And when you hear me howlin' in my passway, rider,
please open your door and let me in
I got three lane's2 to truck home, boys, please don't
block my road
I got three lane's2 to truck home, boys, please don't
block my road
I've been feelin' ashamed 'bout my rider, babe, I'm
I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind
I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind
Hate to leave my baby, but you treats me so unkind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my
mind
Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treats me so unkind
Runnin' down to the station, catch the first mail train I
(spoken: I think I hear her comin' now)
Runnin' down to the station, catch the old first mail
train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So and the child got
the blues about me
And I'm leavin' this mornin', with my arm' fold' up and
cryin'
And I'm leavin' this mornin', with my arm' fold' up and
cryin'
Hate to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind
I got mean things, I've got mean things on my mind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Mmmmm mmmmm
I's up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
The blues, is a low-down shakin' chill
(spoken: Yes, preach 'em now)
Mmmmm mmmmm
Is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em I, hope you never will
Well, the blues , is a achin' old heart disease
(spoken: Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it)
The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption, killing me by degrees
I can study rain, oh oh drive, oh oh drive my blues
I been studyin' the rain and, I'm 'on drive my blues away
Goin' to the 'stil'ry
It's the last fair deal goin' down,
last fair deal goin' down
It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord,
on that Gulfport Island Road1
Please, Ida Belle, don't cry this time
Ida Belle, don't cry this time
If you cry about a nickel, you'll die 'bout a dime
She wouldn't cry, but the money won't2 mine
I love the way you do,
I love the way you do
I love the way you do, good Lord,
on this Gulfport Island Road1
My captain's so mean on me,
my captain's so mean on me
My captain's so mean on me, good Lord,
on this Gulfport Island Road
Take camp tain he and see, camp ain't he and see
At scal ain't be at seen3, good Lord,
on that Gulfport Island Road
Ah, this last fair deal goin' down,
it's the last fair deal goin' down
This' the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord,
on this Gulfport Island Road1
I'm workin' my way back home,
I'm working my way back home
I'm workin' my way back home, good Lord,
on this Gulfport Island Road
And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon
That thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon
And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon,
I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for
I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for
But these evilhearted women, man, they will not let me be
I love my baby, my baby don't love me
I love my baby oooh, my baby don't love me
I really love that woman, can't stand to leave her be
There ain't but one thing, makes Mr. Johnson drink,
I's worried 'bout how you treat me, baby, I begin to
think
Oh, babe, my life don't feel the same
You breaks my heart, when you call Mr. So and So's name
She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time
She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time
If I had possession, over judgment day
If I had possession, over judgment day
Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't, have no right
to pray
And I went to the mountain, lookin' as far as my eyes
could see
And I went to the mountain, lookin' as far as my eyes
would see
Some other man got my woman, and these lonesome blues got
And I rolled and I tumbled and I, cried the whole night
long
And I rolled and I tumbled and I, cried the whole night
long
Boy, I woke up this mornin', my
biscuit roller
gone
Had to fold my arms and I, slowly walked away
(spoken: I didn't like the way she done)
Had to fold my arms and I, slowly walked away
I said in my mind, "Yo' trouble gon' come some day"
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee
I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day
I'm a steady rollin' man, hmm hmm, I roll both night and
But I haven't got no sweet woman, hmm mmm , boys, to be
rollin' this-a way
I'm the man that rolls, when icicles is
hangin' on the tree
I'm the man that rolls, when icicles is
hangin' on the tree
And now you hear me howlin', baby, hmm hmm mmm, down on
my bended knee
I'm a hard workin' man, have been for many years, I know
I'm a hard workin' man, have been for many long years, I
know
And some cream puff's usin' my money, ooh well, babe, but
that'll never be no more
You can't give your sweet woman, everything she wants in
one time
ooh hoo ooo, you can't give your sweet woman, everything
she wants in one time
Well, boys, she get
ramblin'
in her brain, hmm mmm mmm, some
monkey man
on her mind
I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day
I'm a steady rollin' man, and I roll both night and day
Well I don't have no sweet woman, hmm mmm, boys, to be
Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday
Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday
I wants a little sweet girl, that will do anything, that
I say
Betty Mae, you is my heartstring, you is my destiny
Betty Mae, you is my heartstring, you is my destiny
And you rolls across my mind, baby, each and every day
Li'l girl, li'l girl, my life seem so misery
Hmm hmm, little girl, my life seem so misery
Baby, I guess it must be love, now, hoo mm, Lord that's
takin' effect on me
Some day I will return, with the marriage license in my
hand
Some day I will return, hoohoo, with a marriage license
in my hand
I'm gon' take you for a honeymoon, in some long, long
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound.
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom
clown.
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom
clown.
You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's
reputation down.
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running
through its drawers.
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running
through its drawers.
She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.
When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.
When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.
And when I return again, you'll have a great long story
I'm a drunken hearted man
my life seem so misery
I'm the drunken hearted man
my life seem so misery
And if I could change my way of livin'
it t'would mean so much to me
I been dogged and I been driven
eve' since I left my mother's home
I been dogged and I been driven
eve' since I left my mother's home
And I can't see no reason why
that I can't leave these no-goods womens alone
My father died and left me
my poor mother done the best that she could
My father died and left me
my poor mother done the best she could
Every man likes that game you call love
but it don't mean no man no good
Now, I'm the drunken hearted man
and sin was the cause of it all
spoken: Oh, play 'em now
I'm a drunken hearted man
and sin was the cause of it all
And the day that you get weak for no-good women
I woke up this mornin' and all my shrimps was dead and
gone
I woke up this mornin', ooh, and all my shrimp was dead
and gone
I was thinkin' about you, baby, why you hear me weep and
moan
I got dead shrimps here, someone is fishin' in my pond
I got dead shrimps here, ooh, someone fishin' in my pond
I've served my best bait, baby, and I can't do that no
harm
Everything I do, babe, you got your mouth stuck out
Hole where I used to fish, you got me posted out
Everything I do, you got your mouth stuck out,
at the hole where I used to fish, baby, you've got me
posted out
I got dead shrimps here, 'n' someone fishin' in my pond
I got dead shrimps here, someone fishin' in my pond
Catchin' my goggle-eye perches, and they barbequin' the
bone
Now you taken my shrimps, baby, you know you turned me
down
I couldn't do nothin', until I got myself unwound
You taken my shrimps, oohh, know you turned me down
by Robert Johnson
Recording of November 27, 1936
San Antonio, Texas
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the lord above "Have mercy, save poor Bob, if you please"
Mmmmm, standin' at the crossroad, i tried to flag a ride
Standin' at the crossroad, i tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody semm to know me, everybody pass me by
Mmmm, the sun goin' down, boy, dark gon' catch me here
Oooo, eeee, boy, dark gon' catch me here
I haven't got no lovin' sweet woman that love and feel my care
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown
You can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown
by Robert Johnson
Recording of November 23, 1936
San Antonio, Texas
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
You better come on in my kitchen.
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors.
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down.
Lookin' for yo' good friend, none can be found.
You better come on in my kitchen.
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors.
Nnn, the woman i love, took from my best friend.
Some joker got lucky, stole her back again.
She better come on in my kitchen.
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors.
(spoken) Mama, can't you hear that wind howl?
(spoken) Oh how the wind do howl!
You better come on in my kitchen
Mmm baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Nnn, the woman that i love, i crave to see
She's up the country, won't write to me
Then, you better come on in my kitchen
Goin' to be rainin' outdoors
I went to the mountain, far as my eyes could see
Some other man got my woman, lonesome blues got me
But she better come on in my kitchen
'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
My mama dead, papa well's to be
Ain't got nobody to love and care for me
She better come on in my kitchen
Lord almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
Its burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain
is flaming
I dont know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, Im flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
Its coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please wont you help me
I feel like Im slipping away
Its hard to breathe
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord almighty,
Im burning a hole where I lay
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Im just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
If I send for my baby, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none
And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't wan' do
And if she gets unruly and thinks she don't wan' do
Take my 32-20, now, and cut her half in two
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the caps alright
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come
Ahoh, baby, where you stayed last night
Ahah, baby, where you stayed last night
You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking
right
Her .38 special, boys, it do very well
Her .38 special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burning...
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help her none
Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night
Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright
Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest
Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest
I'm gointa get up in the mornin
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm gointa get up in the mornin
I believe I'll dust my broom
Girlfriend the black man you've been lovin
girlfriend can get my room
I'm gonna write a letter
telephone everytown I know
I'm gonna write a letter
telephone every town I know
If I can't find her in West Helena
she must be in East Monroe I know
I don't want no woman
wants every downtown man she meets
I don't want no woman
wants every downtown man she meets
She's a no good dooney
they shouldn't allow her on the street
I believe, I believe I'll go back home
I believe, I believe I'll go back home
You can mistreat me here babe,
but you can't when I'm back home
And I'm gettin up in the mornin
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm gettin up in the mornin
I believe I'll dust my broom
Girlfriend the black man you been lovin
girlfriend can get my room
I'm gonna call up Chiney
see is my good girl over there
I'm gonna call up China
see is my good girl over there
I can't find her on Phillipine's island
Mmmmm mmmmm
I's up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
The blues, is a low-down shakin' chill
(spoken: Yes, preach 'em now)
Mmmmm mmmmm
Is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em I, hope you never will
Well, the blues, is a achin' old heart disease
(spoken: Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it)
The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption, killing me by degrees
I can study rain, oh oh drive, oh oh drive my blues
I been studyin' the rain and, I'm 'on drive my blues away
Goin' to the 'stil'ry1, stay out there all day
This is Robert Johnson's version of Preachin' The Blues Parts 1 and 2 that Son
House Recorded in 1930.
I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
Umm mmm mmm mmm
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
And the days keeps on worryin' me,
there's a hellhound1 on my trail,
hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
If today was Christmas eve
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
(spoken: Aow, wouldn't we have a time, baby?)
All I would need my little sweet rider just,
to pass the time away, huh huh, to pass the time away
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
mmm, around my door, all around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm,
all around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmm
It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go
I can tell, the wind is risin',
the leaves tremblin' on the tree,
tremblin' on the tree
I can tell, the wind is risin',
leaves tremblin' on the tree
hmm hmm mmm mmm
All I need's my little sweet woman,
and to keep my company, hmmm hmm, hey hey
My company
Note 1: According to the Webster online dictionary a hellhound is a "dog of hell,
named Cerberus in Greek and Roman mythology, the three-headed dog guarding the
gate of Hades". It will probably stay a secret for all times what Robert exactly
meant by the hellhound, but the image of the hounds of hell, coming to seize
I got a kindhearted woman
do anything in this world for me
I got a kindhearted woman
do anything in this world for me
But these evil hearted women,
man they will not let me be
I love my baby
my baby don't love me
I love my baby, oooohhh
my baby don't love me
But I really love that woman,
can't stand to leave her be
Ain't but one thing
makes Mr Johnson drink
Its worried bout how you treat me baby
I begin to think
Oh my babe, my life don't feel the same
You breaks my heart,
When you call me Mr So and So's name
She's a kindhearted woman
she studies evil all the time
She's a kindhearted woman
she studies evil all the time
You wells to kill me
I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
Umm mmm mmm mmm
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
And the days keeps on worryin' me,
there's a hellhound1 on my trail,
hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
If today was Christmas eve
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
(spoken: Aow, wouldn't we have a time, baby?)
All I would need my little sweet rider just,
to pass the time away, huh huh, to pass the time away
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
mmm, around my door, all around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm,
all around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmm
It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go
I can tell, the wind is risin',
the leaves tremblin' on the tree,
tremblin' on the tree
I can tell, the wind is risin',
leaves tremblin' on the tree
hmm hmm mmm mmm
All I need's my little sweet woman,
and to keep my company, hmmm hmm, hey hey
My company
Note 1: According to the Webster online dictionary a hellhound is a "dog of hell,
named Cerberus in Greek and Roman mythology, the three-headed dog guarding the
gate of Hades". It will probably stay a secret for all times what Robert exactly
meant by the hellhound, but the image of the hounds of hell, coming to seize
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