Paroles de Travelling Riverside Blues

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 ('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 (That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now) But I'm goin' back to Friars Point, if I be rockin'to my head