Robert Johnson

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Here is my collection ive put together of robert johnson discography and lyrics – the king of the delta blues me his haunted soul rest in peace…

23rd November 1936
1. Kind Hearted Woman Blues (Take 1)

2. Kind Hearted Woman Blues (Take 2)

3. I Believe I’ll Dust My Broom

4. Sweet Home Chicago

5. Rambling On My Mind (Take 1)

6. Rambling On My Mind (Take 2)

7. When You Got A Good Friend (Take 1)

8. When You Got A Good Friend (Take 2)

9. Come On In My Kitchen (Take 1)

10. Come On In My Kitchen (Take 2)

11. Terraplane Blues

12. Phonograph Blues (Take 1)

13. Phonograph Blues (Take 2)

26th November 1936

14. 32-20 Blues
27th November 1936

15. They’re Red Hot

16. Dead Shrimp Blues

17. Cross Road Blues (Take 1)

18. Cross Road Blues (Take 2)

19. Walking Blues
20. Last Fair Deal Gone Down

21. Preaching Blues

22. If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
19th June 1937
23. Stones In My Passway

24. I’m A Steady Rolling Man

25. From Four Till Late

20th June 1937
26. Hellhound On My Trail

27. Little Queen Of Spades (Take 1)

28. Little Queen Of Spades (Take 2)

29. Malted Milk
30. Drunken Hearted Man (Take 1)

31. Drunken Hearted Man (Take 2)

32. Me And The Devil Blues (Take 1)

33. Me And The Devil Blues (Take 2)

34. Stop Breaking Down Blues (Take 1)

35. Stop Breaking Down Blues (Take 2)

36. Traveling Riverside Blues (Take 1)

37. Traveling Riverside Blues (Take 2)

38. Honeymoon Blues
39. Love In Vain (Take 1)

40. Love In Vain (Take 2)

41. Milkcow’s Calf Blues (Take 1)

42. Milkcow’s Calf Blues (Take 2)
robert johnson – Kind hearted woman blues

Kind hearted woman blues
Robert Johnson
I got a kind hearted woman
Do anything in this world for me
I got a kind hearted 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, oooh
My baby don’t love me
But I really love that woman
Can’t stand to leave her be
A-ain’t but the one thing
Makes Mister 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 Mister 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 well’s to kill me
As to have it on your mind

robert johnson – I believe I’ll dust my broom

I’m gon’ get up in the mornin’, I believe I’ll dust my broom (2x)
Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin’, girlfriend, can get my room
I’m gon’ write a letter, telephone every town I know (2x)
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 meet (2x)
She’s a no good doney, they shouldn’t ‘low her on the street
I believe, I believe I’ll go back home (2x)
You can mistreat me here, babe, but you can’t when I go home
And I’m gettin’ up in the morning, I believe I’ll dust my broom (2x)
Girlfriend, the black man that you been lovin’, girlfriend, can get my room
I’m gon’ call up Chiney, she is my good girl over there (2x)
If I can’t find her on Philippine’s Island, she must be in Ethiopia somewhere

robert johnson – sweet home chicacgo

Oh, baby don’t you want to go,
Oh, 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
robert johnson – ramblin on my mind
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 see
(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
I got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind
robert johnson – when you got a good friend

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, love and treat her right

I mistreated my baby, and I can’t see no reason why
I mistreated my baby, but I can’t see no reason why
Everytime I think about it, I just wring my hands and cry

Wonder could I bear apologize, or would she sympathize with me
Mmmmmm mmmm mmmm, would she sympathize with me
She’s a brown skin woman, just as sweet as a girl friend can be

Mmmm mmmm, babe, I may be right ay wrong
Baby it’s yo’y opinion, oh, I may be right ay wrong
Watch your close friend, baby, then your ene’ies can’t do 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, love and treat her right
robert johnson – come on in my kitchen

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
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend,
some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen,
it’s goin’ to be rainin’ outdoors

Ohah, she’s gone, I know she won’t come back
I’ve taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen,
it’s goin’ to be rainin’ outdoors
(oh, can’t you hear that wind howl?)
Oh why’, can’t you hear that wind would howl?
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 her good friend, none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen,

it’s goin’ to be rainin’ outdoors
Winter time’s comin’, it’s gon’ be slow
You can’t make the winter, babe, that’s dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, ’cause it’s goin’ to be rainin’ outdoors
robert johnson – terraplane blues
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 Terraplane1, 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 gion’ 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 Terraplane1 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 spark plug will give me fire

robert johnson – phonograph blues

Beatrice, she got a phonograph
and it won’t say a lonesome word
Beatrice, she 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 have broke my windin chain
Beatrice I love my phonogra-ooo
honey you have broke my windin chain
And you’ve taken my lovin
and give it to your other man
Now we played it on the sofa now
we played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty babe
they will not play at all
Now we played it on the sofa
we played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty
and it will not play at all
Beatrice I go crazy
baby I will lose my mind
And I go crazeeeee
honey I will lose my mind
Why dont-ya bring your clothes back home
and try me one more time
She got a phonograph
and it won’t say a lonesome word
She got a phonograph
ooo-won’t say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
or what evil have the poor girl heard
robert johnson – 32-20 blues
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
If she gets unruly
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 its much too light
She got a 38 special but I believe its much too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

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

I’m gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my Gatlin gun
I’m gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my Gatlin gun
You made me love you
now your man has come

Ah-oh
baby where you stay last night
Ah-ah
baby where you stayed last night
You got your hair all tangled
and you ain’t talkin right
Got a 38 special boys, it do very well
robert johnson – they’re red hot
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 girls, 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, now
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
(spoken) Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot tamales
(spoken) I’m onna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
(spoken) 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 left and grandpa too
Well I wonder what in the world we chillun gon do now
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
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 girls, 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
Yes she got’em for sale, yeah
robert johnson – dead shrimp blues

I woke up this mornin
and all my shrimp was dead and gone
I woke up this mornin ooh
and all my shrimp was dead and gone
I was thinin about you baby,
why you hear me weep and moan

I got dead shrimp here
someone is fishin in my pond
I got dead shrimp here, ooh
someone fishin in my pond
I served my best bait baby
and I can’t do that no harm

Everything I do babe you got your mouth stuck up
Hole where I used to fish, you got me posted up
Everything I do,
You got your mouth stuck up
And the hole where I used to fish baby
you’ve got me posted out

I got dead shrimp here
someone fishin in my pond
I got dead shrimp here
someone fishin in my pond
Catchin my goggle eyed perches
and they barbequein the bone

Now you take my shrimp babe
you know you turned me down
I couldn’t do nothin, till I got myself unwound

You taken my shrimp
oohh know you turned me down
Babe, I couldn’t do nothin, untill I got myself unwound

robert johnson – cross road blues

I went down to the crossroad
fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroad
fell down on my knees
Asked the lord above “Have mercy now
save poor Bob if you please”
Yeeooo, standin at the crossroad
tried to flag a ride
ooo ooo eee
I tried to flag a ride
Didn’t nobody seem to know me babe
everybody pass me by
Standin at the crossroad babe
risin sun goin down
Standin at the crossroad babe
eee eee eee, risin sun goin down
I believe to my soul now,
Poor Bob is sinkin down
You can run, you can run
tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run
tell my friend Willie Brown
(th)’at I got the croosroad blues this mornin Lord
babe, I’m sinkin down
And I went to the crossraod momma
I looked east and west
I went to the crossraod baby
I looked east and west
Lord, I didn’t have no sweet woman
ooh-well babe, in my distress

robert johhson – walking blues
woke up this mornin
feelin round for my shoes
Know bout at I got these
old walkin blues
woke up this mornin
feelin round oh for my shoes
but you know bout at I got these
old walkin blues
Lord I feel like blowin my
woh-old lonesome home
Got up this mornin, my little
Bernice was gone , Lord
I feel like blowoon my
lonesome home
Well, I got up this mornin
woh-all I had was gone
Well-ah leave this mornin if I have to
woh ride the blind ah
I’ve feel mistreated and I
don’t mind dyin
Levin this mornin ah
I have to ride a blind
babe, I been mistreated
baby, I don’t mind dyin
Well, some people tell em that the worried
blues ain’t bad
Worst old feelin I most
ever had
some people tell me that these
old worried, old blues ain’t bad
Its the worst old feelin,
I most ever had
She got a
Elgin movement from her head down
to her toes
Break in on a dollar most any-
where she goes, ooo oooooooooo
To her head down to her toes
spoken: oh honey
Lord, she break in on a dollar
most anywhere she goes

 

robert johnson – last fair deal gone down

It’s the last fair deal gone down,
Last fair deal gone down,
It’s the last fair deal gone down, good lord,
On that Gulfport Island Road.
Ida Belle don’t cry this time,
Ida Belle don’t cry this time,
If you cry ’bout a nickel, you die ’bout a dime,
She wouldn’t cry, but the money won’t 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 Road.
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, baby, and sing,
Camp, baby, and sing,
Let’s camp, baby, and sing, good lord,
On that Gulfport Island Road.
I’ve the last fair deal gone down,
It’s the last fair deal gone down,
It’s the last fair deal gone down, good lord,
On this Gulfport Island Road.
I’m workin’ my way back home,
I’m workin’ my way back home,
I’m workin’ my way back home, good lord,
On this Gulfport Island Road.
And that thing don’t keep ringin’ so soon,
That thing don’t keep ringin’ so soon,
And that thing don’t keep ringin’ so soon, good lord,
On that Gulf-edport Island Road

 

robert johnson – Preachin’ Blues (Up Jumped The Devil)

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 mam’s child
and it tore me all upside down
travel on, poor Bob
just cain’t turn you ’round
The blu-u-u-u-ues
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
I hope you never will
Well, the blues
is a schin’ old heart disease
spoken: Do it. now.
You gon’ do it?
Tell me about it.

Let the blues
is a low-down achin’ heart disease
Like consumption
killing me by degrees
I can study rain
oh, ohm drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been studyin’ the rain and
I’m ‘on drive my blues away
Goin’ to the ‘stil’ry
stay out there all day
robert johnson – If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day

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’ far as my eyes could see
And I went to the mountain
lookin’ far as my eye could see
Some other man got my woman and the -‘a
lonesome blues got me
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
I wanna tell you all about the
way they treated me

robert johnson – Stones In My Passway

I got stones in my passway
and all my roads seem dark at night
I got stones in my passway
and all my roads seem dark at night
I have pains in my heart
they have taken my appetite
I have a bird to whistle
I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle
and I have a bird to sing
I have 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 ‘eres one thing certainly
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 tryin to do
I’m cryin please
please let us be friends
And when you hear me howlin in my passway rider
ple-ease open your door and let me in
I’ve got three legs to truck home
boys please don’t block my road
I’ve got three legs to truck home
boys please don’t block my road
I’ve been fellin ashamed about my rider
babe, I’m booked and I got to go

robert johnson – I’m A Steady Rolling Man
I’m a steady rollin man
I roll both night and day
I’m a steady rollin man
hmmm hmmm I roll both night and day
But I haven’t got no sweet woman
hmm mmm boys to be rollin this way
I’m the man that rolls
when icicles hangin on the tree
I’m the man that rolls
when icicles hangin on the tree
And now you hear me howlin, baby
hmm hmmm 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 puffs usin my money
ooh well babe, 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
hmmm mmm mmm some other man on her mind
I’m a steady rollin man
I roll both night and day
I’m a steady rollin man
hmmm hmmm I roll both night and day
But I haven’t got no sweet woman
hmm mmm boys to be rollin this way
robert johnson – From Four Till Late

From four till late
I was wringing my hands and cryin’
From four till late
I was wringing my hands and cryin’

I believe to my soul that your daddy’s Gulfport bound
From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty-six hour ride
From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty-six hour ride
A man’s like a prisoner and he’s never satisfied

A woman is like a dresser
Some man is always rambling through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser
Some man is always rambling through its drawers
It’s ’cause so many men wear an apron overhaul

From four until late
She get with a no-good bunch and clown
From four until late
She get with a no-good bunch and clown

Now, she won’t do nothin’
But tear a good man’s reputation down
When I leave this town, I’m ‘onna bid you fare, farewell
When I leave this town, I’m ‘onna bid you fare, farewell

And when I return again
You’ll have a great long story to tell

 

robert johnson – Hellhound On My Trail

I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
Mmm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
And the day keeps on remindin’ me, there’s a hellhound 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
All I would need is my little sweet rider
Just to pass the time away, to pass the time away

You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm, around my door
All around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, all around your daddy’s door
It keeps 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
All I need is my little sweet woman
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey, hey, my company

robert johnson Little Queen Of Spades

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
Lets us put our heads together, hoo fair brown, then we make our money green

 

robert johnson Malted Milk

I keep drinkin’ malted milk, try’n to drive my blues away
I keep drinkin’ malted milk, try’n to drive my blues away
Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin’, as the flowers is in May

Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin’ to my head
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin’ to my head
And I have a funny, funny feelin’, and I’m talkin’ 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 stirrin’ my malted milk mama, until I change my mind

My door knob keeps on turnin’, it must be spooks around my bed
My door knob keeps on turnin’, must be spooks around my bed
I have a warm, old feelin’, and the hair risin’ on my head

 

robert johnson – Drunken Hearted Man

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
that’s the day that you bound to fall
robert johnson – Me And The Devil Blues

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
And I’m goin’ to beat my woman
until I get satisfied
She say you don’t see why
that you will dog me ’round
spoken: Now, babe, you know you ain’t doin’ me
right, don’cha
She say you don’t see why, ooh
that you will dog me ’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
So my old evil spirit
can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

 

robert johnson Stop Breaking Down Blues

Everytime I’m walkin’ down the streets
Some pretty mama strat breakin’ down with me
Stop breakin’ down, yes stop breakin’ down
The stuff I got’ll bust your brains out, baby
Ooh, it’ll make you lose your mind. I can’t walk the streets,
now consolate my mind
Some no good woman she starts breakin’ down
Stop breakin’ down, please stop breakin’ down
The stuff I got’ll bust your brains out, baby
Ooh, it’ll make you lose your mind Now, you saturday night womens,
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
Ooh, it’ll make you lose your mind Now, I give my baby, now, the 99 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
Ooh, 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, please stop breakin’ down
The stuff I got’ll bust your brains out, baby
Ooh, it’ll make you lose your mind

robert johnson Traveling Riverside Blues

If your man gets personal,
Want you to have your fun.
If your man gets personal,
Want you to have your fun.
Well, come on back to Friar’s Point, mama,
Barrelhouse all night long.

I got womens in Vicksburg,
Clean on into Tennessee.
I got womens in Vicksburg,
Clean on into Tennessee.
But my Friar’s Point rider, now,
Hops all over me.

I ain’t gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold.
I ain’t gonna state no color but
Her front teeth is crowned with gold.
She got a mortgage on my body, Lord,
A lien on my soul.

Well, I’m going down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side.
Lord, I’m going down to Rosedale,
Rider by my side.
Well, we can still barrelhouse, babe,
On the riverside.

You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg.
You can squeeze my lemon till
Juice run down my leg.
That’s what I’m talking about!
But I’ll be going back to Friar’s Point, mama,
Rocking to my head.
robert johnson Honeymoon Blues

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 distant land
robert johnson Love In Vain

And I followed her to the station, with her suitcase in my hand,
And I followed her to the station, with her 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, there was two lights on behind,
When the train, it left the station, there was two lights on behind,
Well, the blue light was my baby, and the red light was my mind.
All my love’s in vain.

Uumh, Willie Mae, Uumh, Willie Mae, Uumh uumh,, all my love’s in vain.

 

robert johnson Milkcow’s Calf Blues

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 this man’s town

 

 

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