I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I got pain in my heart
That have taken my appetite

I have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
I have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I'm loving
Boy, but she don't mean a thing

My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
Enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
And then one thing, certainly
They have stones all in my path

Trying to take my life
And all my loving too
You laid a pathway for me
Now what are you trying to do?
And I'm crying please
Please let us be friends
Hear me, hear me howling in my pathway, rider
Please, don't you don't let me in

I got feelings to truck on
Boys, please don't block my road
I got feeling to truck on
Boys, please don't block my road
Feelin' shamed by my rider
Lord, I'm book a train and got to go

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Writer(s): ROBERT JOHNSON, Robert Leroy Johnson