Robert Johnson - Traveling Riverside Blues lyrics

If your man get personal, want you to have your fun

If your man get personal, want you to have your fun

Just come on back to Friars Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long

I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee

I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee

But my Friars Point rider, 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 head