Right Of My Way Blues Songtext
von Blind Lemon Jefferson

I hate to hear my good gal call my name
I say, I hate to hear my good gal call my name
She don′t call so loud but she call so nice and plain

Well, the train I ride, eighteen coaches long
Mama, the train I ride, eighteen coaches long
And the girl that I love, she's just now leavin′ home


Got a high-brown girl, loves to ride away somewhere
Got a high-brown girl, loves to ride away somewhere
I got a high-brown girl, loves to ride away somewhere
Man, what's worryin' me, she thinks she′s a millionaire

Don′t never drive a stranger 'way from your door
Baby, don′t never drive a stranger from your door
It could be your best friend, mama, you don't know

"Don′t tell no stories, please don't tell no lie
Don′t tell no stories, please don't tell no lie
Did my gal stop here?" "No your little mama kept on by"

Ah, if you don't love me, pretty mama, don′t run no stall
Said, girl, if you don′t love me, mama, don't run no stall
There′s a whole lots of women just rarin' for your downfall