Robert Johnson Crossroads Blues

Robert Johnson’s grandson, he sent me a note

A letter to me he did wrote

Robert Johnson’s grandson, he sent me a note

A letter to me he did wrote

Said …

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My Friend Dorothy
Dorothy, her friends and you
Caught in a tornado’s corkscrew
Watching evil ride a broom
Past the window of your bedroom
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Dreaming you were far away
Not caring what the neighbours might say
No …

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