My John Blues Clara Smith

[Verse 1]
I’m going to the station
I’m going to the station
I’m going to the station
John, oh, John
You take a [?]
To ride my weary blues away
Cos my heart is getting weaker
And I’m sinkin’ lower and lower everyday

[Verse 2]
My John, he met a woman
My John, he met a woman
A woman they call stealin’ Lil
Oh, John
She stole my John away
Right from underneath my window sill
No, I never will forgive her
And no, I never, never, never will

[Verse 3]
Now, I’m going hunting
Yes, I’m going hunting
Hunting for my John, oh, John
Oh, John
To find myself a blue steel
I mean a blue steel plate
If I find her with my John I’ll slice
And I’ll cut and her sent her to her grave