Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride If I can't find my baby, I'm gonna run
years old today All you gave me was that store bought blues And i know how that lonesome Lonesome road blues can be Like a devil race car baby Lonesome road
Lonesome Road Blues I walked on down that lonesome line Hung my head and I cried I wept and I cried under a willow tree Out by the deep blue sea My
He is making the road as he goes We follow behind Brave, cool, lusty, calm Blazing trails on the front line No one can ever know How hard it is for him
lost my way, found myself on rugged road Hey, with a head full of trouble carryin' a heavy, heavy load I was stumblin' blind, goin' down that rugged road
the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further
is sinkin' down You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown That I got the crossroad blues
shoes Aw, I got the blues, I'm wearing the soles right outta my shoes My baby ran away and left me with the doggone blues (Ah, go home) (yeah) Well, the road
I'm going down this long, lonesome road, lord, lord I'm going down this long, lonesome road Going down this long, lonesome road, lord, lord And I ain'
of my shoes I've got those blues, I'm wearing out the soles of my shoes My gal went away and left me, she left me with the dog gone blues Now the road
Original musician: ray charles Hit the road, jack And don't you come back No more no more no more no more Hit the road, jack And don't you come back
much alone Traveling eternity road What will you find there? Carrying your heavy load Searching to find a piece of mind Traveling eternity road What
my shoes Yes I've got those blues I'm wearing out the soles of my shoes My gal went way and left me she left me with the doggone blues Lord the road
my shoes Aw, I got the blues, I'm wearing the soles right outta my shoes My baby ran away and left me with the doggone blues Ah, go home, yeah Well, the road
by Robert Johnson Recording of November 27, 1936 San Antonio, Texas I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees I went to the crossroad, fell down
howling on his guitar alone Telling the story ?bout the blue man?s road Well he taught me everything I know We all knew that blues man?s road That?s
Have you ever been walking Walking down that old lonesome road? Have you ever been walking Walking down that old lonesome road? No place to go Whee well