Phonograph Blues Songtext
von Robert Johnson

Beatrice, she got a phonograph
And it won′t say a lonesome word
Beatrice, she got a phonograph
And it won't say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
What evil has the poor girl heard
Beatrice I love my phonograph
But you have broke my windin chain
Beatrice I love my phonogra-ooo
Honey you have broke my windin chain
And you′ve taken my lovin
And give it to your other man
Now we played it on the sofa now
We played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty babe
They will not play at all


Now we played it on the sofa
We played it side the wall
My needles have got rusty
And it will not play at all
Beatrice I go crazy
Baby I will lose my mind
And I go crazeeeee
Honey I will lose my mind
Why dont-ya bring your clothes back home
And try me one more time
She got a phonograph
And it won't say a lonesome word
She got a phonograph
Ooo-won't say a lonesome word
What evil have I done
Or what evil have the poor girl heard