lyrics:
I keep drinkin' malted milk , try'n to drive my blues away
I keep drinkin' malted milk, try'n to drive my blues away
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
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
Robert Johnson: The Complete Recordings
Robert Johnson @Amazon.com
1 comment:
I think just about every would-be blues man and woman out there in the free world has purloined a a thing or two from Johnson.
As a bottleneck enthusiast, I dig this song as well as "Terraplane Blues" and "Come On In My Kitchen", just to name a couple more.
I lean towards the Delta stuff more than the Chicago stuff these days. How about you?
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