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Travelling Riverside Blues Asked sweet mama, Let me be her kid She said, "You might get hurt if you don't keep it hid" Well I know my baby, If I see her in the dark I said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side Still barrelhouse, If it's on the riverside, yeah I know my baby, Lord, I said, "is really sloppy drunk" I know my mama, Lord, a brownskin, but she ain't no plum See my baby, tell her, Tell her hurry home Had no lovin', since my baby been gone See my baby, Tell hurry on home I ain't had, Lord, my right mind, Since my rider's been gone Hey, she promises, She's my rider I wanna tell you, She's my rider I know you're mine, She's my rider She ain't but sixteen, But she's my rider I'm goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by side Anybody argue with me man, I'll keep them satisfied Well, see my baby, tell her, Tell her the shape I'm in Ain't had no lovin', Lord, since you know when Spoken: Why don't you come into my kitchen She's a kindhearted lady. She studies evil all the time She's a kindhearted woman. She studies evil all the time Squeeze my lemon 'til the juice runs down my leg Squeeze it so hard, I'll fall right out of bed Squeeze my lemon, 'til the juice runs down my leg Spoken: I wonder if you know what I'm talkin' about Oh, but the way that you squeeze it girl I swear I'm gonna fall right out of bed She's a good rider She's my kindhearted lady I'm gonna take my rider by my side I said her front teeth are lined with gold She's gotta mortgage on my body, got a lien on my soul She's my brownskin sugar plum...
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