(Robert Johnson)
If I had possession over judgement day
If I had possession over judgement 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 eyes 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 armes and I slowly walked away
[Spoken:] 'I didn't like the way she done.'
Had to fold my armes and I slowly walked away
I said in my mind, Yo' trouble gon' come someday
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee
I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me