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Traveling Riverside Blues lyrics
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.
Part of these releases
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- Track 16 on The Complete Recordings Disc 2
- 15 Stop Breakin' Down Blues
- 17 Honeymoon Blues
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- Track 13 on King of Delta Blues Singers
- 12 Stones In My Passway
- 14 Milkcow's Calf Blues
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- Track 17 on King of Delta Blues Singers
- 16 Hellhound On My Trail
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