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 ERIC CLAPTON - Traveling Riverside Blues Lyrics

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[Robert Johnson]
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If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
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If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
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Just come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
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I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
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I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
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But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me
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I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
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I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
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She got a mortgage on my body, now, lien on my soul
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Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
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Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
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We can still barrelhouse, baby, 'cause it's on the river side
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Now you can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my
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[Spoken:] till the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
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You can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my leg
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[that's what I'm talkin' about now]
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But I'm goin' back to Friar's Point, if I be rockin' to my head
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