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Hell Hound on My Trail

Robert Johnson
Lingua: Inglese



I got to keep movin’
I’ve got to keep movin’
Blues fallin’ down like hail
Blues fallin’ down like hail.
Umm mmm mmm mmm
Blues fallin’ down like hail
Blues fallin’ down like hail
And the days keeps on worryin’ me
There’s a hellhound on my trail
Hell hound on my trail
Hell hound on my trail.

If today was Christmas eve
If today was Christmas eve
And tomorrow Christmas day
If today was Christmas eve
And tomorrow Christmas day
(Aw, wouldn’t we have a time, baby?)
All I would need my little sweet rider just
To pass the time away
Huh huh
To pass the time away.

You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
Around my door
All around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
All around your daddy’s door
Hmm hmm hmm
It keep me with ramblin’ mind, rider
Every old place I go
Every old place I go.

I can tell, the wind is risin’
The leaves tremblin’ on the tree
Tremblin’ on the tree
I can tell, the wind is risin’
Leaves tremblin’ on the tree
Hmm hmm mmm mmm.
All I need’s my little sweet woman
And to keep my company
Hmmm hmm, hey hey
My company.


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