Traveling Riverside Blues Lyrics

If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Best come on back to Friars Point,mama, and barrelhouse
all night long

I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friars Pointrider, now, hops all over me

I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth
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, and a 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, on the riverside

Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down
my...
(spoken: 'til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you know
what I'm talkin' about)
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
(spoken: That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now)
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point, if I be rockin' to my
head

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