Hellhoud on My Trail Songtext
von Robert Johnson

I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
Mmm, mm-mm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
And the jinx keeps on worrying me, it′s a hellhound on my trail
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
Oh, wouldn't we have a time, baby
I would need my little sweet rider just to pass the time away
Huh-huh, to pass the time away You spank a hot foot right on, mmm, around my door, all around my door
You spank a hot foot right on, around your daddy′s door, mm-hmm-hmm
It keeps me with a rambling mind right on, every old place I go
Every old place I go
I can tell the wind is rising, the leaves tremblin' on the trees
Tremblin' on the trees
I can tell the wind is rising, leaves
Tremblin′ on the trees, mm-hmm-hmm
All I need my little sweet woman, just to keep my company
Mm-hmm, my company