
Traveling Riverside Blues (Take 2) Robert Johnson
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[Verse 1]
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
[Verse 2]
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, she hops all over me
[Verse 3]
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth crowned with gold
She got a lien on my body, now, mortgage on my soul
[Verse 4]
I'm going to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord, I'm going to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
We can barrelhouse all night long, 'cause it's on the riverside
[Verse 5]
Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
Babe, I'm going back to Friar's Point, if I be rocking to my head
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
[Verse 2]
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, she hops all over me
[Verse 3]
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth crowned with gold
She got a lien on my body, now, mortgage on my soul
[Verse 4]
I'm going to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord, I'm going to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
We can barrelhouse all night long, 'cause it's on the riverside
[Verse 5]
Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
Babe, I'm going back to Friar's Point, if I be rocking to my head
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