Because I love this song, especially the Robert Johnson version. Don't get me wrong the Led Zeppelin version was OK too. But it was Mr. Johnson's sly wit that was the first to bring to our attention that line about squeezing my lemon.
Traveling Riverside Blues
Recorded in Dallas by Robert Johnson, Texas on 20 June 1937.
If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
Just come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, lien on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
We can still barrelhouse, baby, 'cause it's on the river side
Now you can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my...
(Spoken: till the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
You can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my leg
(that’s what I’m talkin’ about now)
But I'm goin' back to Friar's Point, if I be rockin' to my head
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Friday, March 31, 2006
Traveling Riverside Blues Lyrics
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Thanks so much for this awesome blues site! The Son House video was great, as was Bukka White's. (They're two of my favorites.)
I've added a link to your blog on mine. Please keep up the great work!
Michael, thanks so much for the encouragement. I wish we had talked more often, and I miss you.
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