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Robert Johnson : 1937, Dallas
1937

  1. Stones In My Passway
  2. I'm A Steady Rollin' Man
  3. From Four Till Late
  4. Hellhound On My Trail
  5. Little Queen Of Spades
  6. Malted Milk
  7. Drunken Hearted Man
  8. Me And The Devil Blues
  9. Stop Breakin' Down Blues
  10. Traveling Riverside Blues
  11. Honeymoon Blues
  12. Love In Vain
  13. Milkcow's Calf Blues

Stones In My Passway

Tuning: EAEAC#E (Open A = Open G, two steps up)
A7
I got stones in my passway
A7
And my road seem dark as night
D7
I got stones in my passway
D7
A7
And my road seem dark as night
E7#9
D7
I have pains in my heart
A7
They have taken my appetite I have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing Have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing I got a woman that I'm lovin' Boy but she don't mean a thing My enemies have betrayed me Have overtaken poor Bob at last My enemies have betrayed me Have overtaken poor Bob at last And there's one thing certainly They have stones all in my pass Now you tryin' to take my life And all my lovin' too You laid a passway for me Now what are you trying to do I'm cryin', please, please let us be friends And when you hear me howlin' in my passway, rider Please open your door and let me in I got three legs to truck home Boys, please don't block my road I got three legs to truck home Boys, please don't block my road I've been feelin' ashamed 'bout my rider Babe, I'm booked and I got to go

I'm A Steady Rollin' Man

A7
G#7
Dm6
A
A7/g
D/f#
A/e
E7
----|---9-9-9-9-8-8-8---|---7--------|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5\2-|---0-0-0--------|
----|-8-8-8-8---7-9-7---|-6-6-6-8b---|-----5---5-----------|-2-----3--------|
-/9-|-9-9-9-9---8-8-8-0-|-7---7----2-|-----------2---2-----|-2------------2-|
----|-------------------|------------|-----5-----4---4-----|-2-------0------|
----|-------------------|------------|---------------------|-----2---2--2---|
----|-------------------|-[2:4]------|---------------------|-----0---0--0---|
A7
I'm a steady rollin' man
A7
I roll both night and day
D7
I'm a steady rollin' man
A7
I roll both night and day
E7
But I haven't got no sweet woman
D7
A7
Boys to be rollin' this way I'm the man that rolls When icicles hangin' on the tree I'm the man that rolls When icicles hangin' on the tree And now you hear me howlin', baby Down on my bended knee I'm a hard workin' man Have been for many years I know I'm a hard workin' man Have been for many long years I know And some cream puffs usin' my money Ooh well babe, that'll never be no more You can't give your sweet woman Everything she wants in one time You can't give your sweet woman Everything she wants in one time Well boys, she get ramblin' in her brain Some other man on her mind I'm a steady rollin' man I roll both night and day I'm a steady rollin' man I roll both night and day But I haven't got no sweet woman Boys to be rollin' this way

From Four Till Late

C7
F/a
Fm/ab
C
C7
F
Fm
G7
--8-|-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-|-8-8-8-8-8-8------|---0---1---1------|
----|-----8-----------|---5---5----------|---1---1---1---0--|
----|---------5-------|-5---------5------|-3-3---2---1---0--|
----|-8-------7-------|-6-----6---5----2-|-2-2-2-3---3---3--|
----|-----------------|----------------3-|---------0---0----|
----|-----------------|------------------|------------------|
C
F
C
C7
From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin'
F
C
A7/e
From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin'
D7/f#
G7
C
C7
F
Fm7
G
I believe to my soul, that your daddy's Gulfport bound From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A man is like a prisoner and he's never satisfied A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers It 'cause so many men, wear an apron overall From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown Now, she won't do nothin', but tear a good man's reputation down When I leave this town, I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell And when I leave this town, I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell

Hellhound On My Trail

Tuning: EBEGBE (Open Em)
E7
Edim7
Am
E
E7/d
A/c#
Am/c
E7
----|-4-4-4-0-0-3-0-0-|-0-0-0h2-0-|---0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|-0---0-0-0-0-0---|---
----|-3-3-3---2-2-2-0-|-1-1-1---0-|-----0-----------0-----|-2h3-3-3-2-3-----|---
--4-|-4---4---3---3---|-2---2---0-|h1---------------------|-0-1---1---1-----|---
----|-----------------|-----------|-----------0-----0-----|---------------0-|---
----|-----------------|-----------|-----3-----2-----1-----|-0---------0---0-|---
----|-----------------|-----------|-0---------------------|-0---0-0---0---0-|---
E
B7
I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'
E
E7
A/c#
Am/c
E7
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail Mm mm mm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
B7
E
And the days keeps on worryin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail
E7/d
A/c#
Am/c
E
E7/d
A/c#
Am/c
E7
Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve And tomorrow was Christmas day If today was Christmas eve and tomorrow was Christmas day (Aw, wouldn't we have a time, baby?) All I would need, my little sweet rider, just To pass the time away, huh huh, to pass the time away You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm Mmm, around my door, all around my door You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm All around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmm It keep me with a ramblin' mind, rider Every old place I go, every old place I go I can tell, the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree Tremblin' on the tree I can tell, the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree All I need's my little sweet woman And to keep my company, hmm hmm, hey hey My company

Little Queen Of Spades

A7
Adim7
Dm6
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
----|---9-9-9--8-8-8-0-|-7---7-7---|----5-5-5-5--5--5--5--5-|
----|---8-8-8--7-7-7-0-|-6-6---6---|-2----5-5-5--------2----|
--9-|-9---9----8---8---|-7-----7-2-|-2-----------2----------|
----|------------------|-----------|-2--------5--4--4--3----|
----|------------------|-----------|------------------------|
----|------------------|-[2:4]-----|------------------------|
A7
Now, she is a little queen of spades,
Adim7
A7
Adim7
Dm6
A
Dm6
Adim7
And the men will not let her be
D7/f#
Mmm, she is the little queen of spades
A7
And the men will not let her be
E7
Every time she makes a spread, hoo fair brown,
D7/f#
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
A/e
E7
Cold chill just runs all over me I'm gon' get me a gamblin' woman If the last thing that I do Gon' get me a gamblin' woman If it's the last thing that I do Well, a man don't need a woman, ooh fair brown That he got to give all his money to Everybody say she got a mojo Now she's been usin' that stuff Everybody says she got a mojo 'Cause she been usin' that stuff But she got a way trimmin' down, hoo fair brown And I mean it's most too tough Well, well, little girl, since I am the king Baby, and you is a queen Since I am the king Baby, and you is a queen Let's us put our heads together, hoo fair brown Then we can make our money green

Malted Milk

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
D7/c
G/b
Gm/bb
D/a
A7/e
|-10--10--10--10--10--10--10--10--10--|-10--------3--3--3-----X-|
|-----10--10--------------7-----------|-7-------2---------------|
|-------------7-----------7-----------|-7------------2-----2----|
|-----10------9-----------8-----------|-7----2-------------2----|
|-------------------------------------|-------------------------|
|-------------------------------------|-------------------------|
D7
G
D7
I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away
G
D7
I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away
A7
G
Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin', as the flowers is in May Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head And I have a funny, funny feelin', and I'm talkin' all out my head
D
B7
Bb7
A7
|-------5--5-----4--4-----|-3--3---3---3------------|
|-------4--4-----3--3-----|-2--2---2---2-------/7---|
|-------4--4-----3--3-----|-2--2---2---2---2--------|
|----4--------3--------2--|-2--2---2---2------------|
|-0-----------------------|-------------------------|
|-0-----------------------|-------------------------|
 Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Keep on stirrin' my malted milk mama, until I change my mind My door knob keeps on turnin', it must be spooks around my bed My door knob keeps on turnin', must be spooks around my bed I have a warm, old feelin', and the hair risin' on my head

Drunken Hearted Man

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
D7
G/b
Gm/bb
D/a
A7/e
-10-10-10-|-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-|-10-10-10-7/8-|---------3---3--------|
----------|-10-------10----7--------------|-7------------|-7---------3-2--X--/7-|
----------|----------------9--------------|--------------|-7-----2-----2--X-----|
----------|-10----------------------------|-8-----8------|-7--2--2--------------|
----------|-------------------------------|--------------|----------------------|
----------|-------------------------------|-[2:4]--------|----------------------|
D7
G
D
I'm a drunken hearted man, my life seems so misery
G
D
I'm a drunken hearted man, my life seems so misery
A
G
D/a
And if I could change my way of livin', it would mean so much to me
B7/d#
Bb7/f
A7/e
I been dogged and I been driven, ever since I left my mother's home I been dogged and I been driven, ever since I left my mother's home And I can't see the reason why, that I can't leave these no-good women's alone My father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could My poor father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could Every man likes that game you call love, but it don't mean no man no good Now, I'm the drunken hearted man and sin was the cause of it all (Oh, play 'em now!) I'm a poor drunken hearted man, and sin was the cause of it all And the day that you get weak for no-good women, that's the day you bound to fall

Me And The Devil Blues

(Show chord shapes)
A7 xxx989 and xxx650
Adim7 xxx878 and x045xx
A7
Adim7
Dm6
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
A/e
E7
-----|---9-9-9-8-8-8-0-|-7---7-8---|---5---5-5-5-5-5--|-5-0-0-0---------|-----
-----|-8-8-8-8-7-7-7-0-|-6-6-6-6---|-2---5---5--------|-2---------------|-----
---8-|-9---9---8---8---|-7-7-7---2-|-------------2----|-2------------/9-|-----
-----|-0---------------|-----------|-----5---5-4-4-3--|-2-------0-------|-----
-----|-----------------|-----------|------------------|-----2---2--2----|-----
-----|-----------------|-----------|------------------|-----0---0--0----|-----
A7
Adim7
Early this mornin', when you knocked upon my door
D7/f#
A7
Early this mornin', ooh, when you knocked upon my door
E7
D7/f#
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
And I said, "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go" Me and the devil, was walkin' side by side Me and the devil, ooh, was walkin' side by side And I'm goin' to beat my woman, until I get satisfied She say you don't see why, that you will dog me round (Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me right, don't ya) She say you don't see why, ooh, that you will dog me round It must-a be that old evil spirit, so deep down in the ground You may bury my body, down by the highway side (Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone) You may bury my body, ooh, down by the highway side So my old evil spirit, can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

Stop Breakin' Down Blues

Tuning: EAEAC#E (Open A = Open G, two steps up)
A5
A7/g
D/f#
A/e
A
|---------------------------|----5--5--5-------------|------
|---------------------------|-------0----------------|------
|----0--0--0--0--0--0--0--0-|------------------------|------
|-------3--------2-----0--0-|-0-----0----------------|-0----
|-0--------------------0----|-0-----0-----0--0--3--4-|-0----
|-0-----3--------2-----0----|-0----------------------|------
A
Every time I'm walkin', down the streets
A
Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
D7
A
A7
Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down
E7
D7
The stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, hoo-hoo
A
It'll make you lose your mind I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind Some no-good woman she starts breakin' down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown You won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind I can't start walkin' down the streets But some pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down The stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Alternate lyrics from Take 2:
Now, I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind Some pretty mama, she start, breakin' down Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down Now, the stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind Now, that fiddle player, now, use, rosin on his bow That don't make your fiddle cry, baby, you know it, don't go Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down The stuff I got 'll bust your brains out, baby Hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind

Traveling Riverside Blues

Tuning: EAEAC#E (Open A = Open G, two steps up)
A
A/e
A7/g
D/f#
A/e
A
|-12-/12-/12-/12-------|----------------------|---5-0-0---0-------|
|----/12-/12-/12---12\-|---0------------------|---0-0-0---0---/5--|
|------------------12\-|---0--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|---0-0-0---0---/5--|
|----------------------|------3---3-2---2-0-0-|-0-0-0-0-0---0-----|
|----------------------|----------------------|-0-------0---------|
|----------------------|-0----3---3-2-----0-0-|-------------------|
D
A
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
D
A
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
E
D
E
A
Best come on back to Friars Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
A
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
A
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
D
E
A
But my Friars Point rider, now, hops all over me
A
I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth crowned with gold
B7
A7
A
I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth is crowned with gold
D
E
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien on my soul
A
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
A
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
D
E
We can still barrelhouse baby, on the riverside
A
Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my... ('Til the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' about)
A
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg (That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now)
D
E
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point, if I be rockin' to my head
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
A/e
A

Honeymoon Blues

A7
Adim7
Dm6
A/e
A7/g
D/f#
A/e
E7
----|-9-9-9-9-8-8-8-0-|-7-----7------|---5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-3/2--0-0-0-----|
----|-8-8-8-8-7-7-7---|-6--6--6---2--|---------5---------|-2--------------|
-/9-|-9---9---8---8---|-7---------2--|---------------2---|-2--------------|
----|-----------------|--------------|-2---5-----5---4---|-2----------0---|
----|-----------------|--------------|-------------------|--------2---2---|
----|-----------------|-[2:4]--------|-------------------|--------0---0---|
A7
Adim7
A7
Adim7
A7
Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday
D7
D7/f#
A7
Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday
E7
D/f#
A
I wants a little sweet girl, that will do anything, that I say
A
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
A/e
E7
Betty Mae, you is my heart-string, you is my destiny Betty Mae, you is my heart-string, you is my destiny And you rolls across my mind, baby, each and every day Lil' girl, lil' girl, my life seem so misery Hmm hmm, little girl, my life seem so misery Baby, I guess it must be love, now, hoo mm, Lord that's takin' effect on me Some day I will return, with the marriage license in my hand Some day I will return, hoohoo, with a marriage license in my hand I'm gon' take you for a honeymoon, in some long, long distant land

Love In Vain

Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G, up half a step)
"I wanna go with our next one myself"
G
And I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand
C
And I followed her to the station
G
D7
G
With a suitcase in my hand
A7
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
D7
G
When all your love's in vain
D7
All my love's in vain When the train rolled up to the station I looked her in the eye When the train rolled up to the station And I looked her in the eye Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome And I could not help but cry All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station With two lights on behind When the train, it left the station With two lights on behind Well, the blue light was my blues And the red light was my mind All my love's in vain Hoo hoo hoo Hoo, Willie Mae Oh oh oh oh oh hey Hoo, Willie Mae Hoo hoo hoom, hoo wee oh woe All my love's in vain

Milkcow's Calf Blues

Tuning: EAEAC#E (Open A = Open G, down half a step)
E7
D7
A/e
A7/g
D/f#
Dm/f
------|-----7-----------|-8---8-----3\2-0---------|-----------------------|
--8/9-|-8-7-7-3-3-/8-/8-|-8---8--3--3\2-0---------|-----------------------|
------|-----------------|-----------------0-/4--0-|----0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--0-|
------|-----------------|-------------------------|----0-3-3-3-2-2-2-1--0-|
------|-----------------|-------------------------|-----------------------|
------|-----------------|-------------------------|-0----3-----2-----1----|
A7
Tell me, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you?
D7
A7
Hoo hoo, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you?
E7
D7
(
A7
) Now you have a little new calf, hoo hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue
A7
|----5--3--5-----5-----5-------|----5--3--5----|
|----0--0--0-----0-----0-----0-|----0--0--0----|
|----0--0--0--------0--0-----0-|----0--0--0----|
|-0--0--0--0--0-----0--0--0----|----0--0--0----|
|-0-----------0----------------|-0-------------|
|------------------------------|-------------0-|
 Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck Your calf is hungry, hoo hoo, I believe he needs a suck But your milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo, I believe he's outta luck Now I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong If you can old milkcow, baby now, hoo hoo, drive home My milkcow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around My milkcow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around Well, she been troublin' some other bull cow, hoo hoo, in this man's town
Alternate lyrics from Take 2:
Now, I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin', please, please, don't do me wrong If you see my milk cow, baby, now-how, please, drive her home My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hee, for miles around My milk cow been ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around Well, now, can you suck on some other man's bull cow Hoo hoo, in this strange man's town