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Hellhound on my Trail<\/h1>\nI got to keep movin', I got to keep movin'\nBlues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail\nHmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail\n\nAnd the days keeps on worryin' me\nThere's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail\nHellhound on my trail\n\nIf today was Christmas Eve, if today was Christmas Eve\nAnd tomorrow was Christmas Day\nIf today was Christmas Eve, and tomorrow was Christmas Day\nAw, wouldn't we have a time, baby?\n\nAll I would need my little sweet rider just\nTo pass the time away, huh-huh\nTo pass the time away\n\nYou sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm\nMmm, around my door, all around my door\nYou sprinkled hot foot powder\nAll around your daddy's door, hmm-hmm-hmm\n\nIt keep me with ramblin' mind, rider\nEvery old place I go, every old place I go\n\nI can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree\nTremblin' on the tree\nI can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree\nHmm-hmm, hmm-mmm\n\nAll I need's my little sweet woman\nAnd to keep my company, hey, hey, hey\nMy company\n

Terraplane Blues<\/h1>\nAnd I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan\nWhen I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan\nWho been drivin' my Terraplane, for you since I been gone.\n\nI'd said I flash your lights, mama, you horn won't even blow\n(Spoken: Somebody's been runnin' my batteries down on this machine)\nI even flash my lights, mama, this horn won't even blow\nGot a short in this connection, hoo well, babe, it's way down below\n\nI'm gion' heist your hood, mama, I'm bound to check your oil\nI'm goin' heist your hood, mama, mmm, I'm bound to check your oil\nI got a woman that I'm lovin', way down in Arkansas\n\nNow, you know the coils ain't even buzzin', little generator won't get the spark\nMotor's in a bad condition, you gotta have these batteries charged\nBut I'm cryin', pleease, pleease don't do me wrong.\nWho been drivin' my Terraplane now for, you since I been gone.\n\nMr. highway man, please don't block the road\nPuh hee hee, please don't block the road\n'Cause she's reachin' a cold one hundred and I'm booked and I got to go\n\nMmm mmm mmm mmm mmm\nYoo ooo ooo ooo, you hear me weep and moan\nWho been drivin' my Terraplane now for, you since I been gone\n\nI'm gon' get down in this connection, keep on tanglin' with your wires\nI'm gon' get down in this connection, oh well, keep on tanglin' with these wires\nAnd when I mash down on your little starter, then your spark plug will give me fire\n

Love in Vain<\/h1>\nI followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand\nAnd I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand\nWell, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain\nAll my love's in vain\n\nWhen the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye\nWhen the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye\nWell, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry\nAll my love's in vain\n\nWhen the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind\nWhen the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind\nWell, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind\nAll my love's in vain\n\nHoo-hoo, ooh, Willie Mae\nOh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae\nHoo-hoo, ooh, eeh, oh woe\nAll my love's in vain\n\n
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Sources<\/h2>\n\u201cHellhound on my Trail\u201d by Robert Johnson is in the public domain. This version was retrieved from Genius<\/a>.\n\n\u201cTerraplane Blues\u201d by Robert Johnson is in the public domain. This version was retrieved from Genius<\/a>.\n\n\u201cLove in Vain\"\n\nby Robert Johnson is in the public domain. This version was retrieved from Genius<\/a>.","rendered":"

Hellhound on my Trail<\/h1>\n

I got to keep movin’, I got to keep movin’
\nBlues fallin’ down like hail, blues fallin’ down like hail
\nHmm-mmm, blues fallin’ down like hail, blues fallin’ down like hail<\/p>\n

And the days keeps on worryin’ me
\nThere’s a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
\nHellhound on my trail<\/p>\n

If today was Christmas Eve, if today was Christmas Eve
\nAnd tomorrow was Christmas Day
\nIf today was Christmas Eve, and tomorrow was Christmas Day
\nAw, wouldn’t we have a time, baby?<\/p>\n

All I would need my little sweet rider just
\nTo pass the time away, huh-huh
\nTo pass the time away<\/p>\n

You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
\nMmm, around my door, all around my door
\nYou sprinkled hot foot powder
\nAll around your daddy’s door, hmm-hmm-hmm<\/p>\n

It keep me with ramblin’ mind, rider
\nEvery old place I go, every old place I go<\/p>\n

I can tell the wind is risin’, the leaves tremblin’ on the tree
\nTremblin’ on the tree
\nI can tell the wind is risin’, leaves tremblin’ on the tree
\nHmm-hmm, hmm-mmm<\/p>\n

All I need’s my little sweet woman
\nAnd to keep my company, hey, hey, hey
\nMy company<\/p>\n

Terraplane Blues<\/h1>\n

And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan
\nWhen I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan
\nWho been drivin’ my Terraplane, for you since I been gone.<\/p>\n

I’d said I flash your lights, mama, you horn won’t even blow
\n(Spoken: Somebody’s been runnin’ my batteries down on this machine)
\nI even flash my lights, mama, this horn won’t even blow
\nGot a short in this connection, hoo well, babe, it’s way down below<\/p>\n

I’m gion’ heist your hood, mama, I’m bound to check your oil
\nI’m goin’ heist your hood, mama, mmm, I’m bound to check your oil
\nI got a woman that I’m lovin’, way down in Arkansas<\/p>\n

Now, you know the coils ain’t even buzzin’, little generator won’t get the spark
\nMotor’s in a bad condition, you gotta have these batteries charged
\nBut I’m cryin’, pleease, pleease don’t do me wrong.
\nWho been drivin’ my Terraplane now for, you since I been gone.<\/p>\n

Mr. highway man, please don’t block the road
\nPuh hee hee, please don’t block the road
\n‘Cause she’s reachin’ a cold one hundred and I’m booked and I got to go<\/p>\n

Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
\nYoo ooo ooo ooo, you hear me weep and moan
\nWho been drivin’ my Terraplane now for, you since I been gone<\/p>\n

I’m gon’ get down in this connection, keep on tanglin’ with your wires
\nI’m gon’ get down in this connection, oh well, keep on tanglin’ with these wires
\nAnd when I mash down on your little starter, then your spark plug will give me fire<\/p>\n

Love in Vain<\/h1>\n

I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
\nAnd I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
\nWell, it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell, when all your love’s in vain
\nAll my love’s in vain<\/p>\n

When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye
\nWhen the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye
\nWell, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry
\nAll my love’s in vain<\/p>\n

When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
\nWhen the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
\nWell, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind
\nAll my love’s in vain<\/p>\n

Hoo-hoo, ooh, Willie Mae
\nOh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae
\nHoo-hoo, ooh, eeh, oh woe
\nAll my love’s in vain<\/p>\n

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Sources<\/h2>\n

\u201cHellhound on my Trail\u201d by Robert Johnson is in the public domain. This version was retrieved from Genius<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\u201cTerraplane Blues\u201d by Robert Johnson is in the public domain. This version was retrieved from Genius<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\u201cLove in Vain”<\/p>\n

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