If I had possession over judgement day
If I had possession over judgement day
Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't have no right to pray

And I went to the mountain, far as my eyes could see
And I went to the mountain, far as my eyes could see
Man got my woman and the 'a lonesome blues got me

And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long
And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long
Boy, I woke up this mornin', my biscuit roller gone

Had to fold my arms and I slowly walked away
I didn't like the way she done
Had to fold my arms and I slowly walked away
And I said in my mind, yo' trouble gon' come someday

And now run here, baby, set down on my knee
Oh now run here, baby, set down on my knee
I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me

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Writer(s): ROBERT JOHNSON, WOODY PAYNE