This song's for Robert Johnson Cause he sang the blues
This song's for Robert Johnson Ain't got nothing to lose
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Goodbye Robert Johnson, goodbye
Robert Johnson lived down in old Mississip
Robert Johnson played his guitar all the time
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Well Goodbye Robert Johnson Goodbye
Guitar solo break
He traveled with a guitar and a gunnysack
Women that he loved they wanted him to come back
He sang about those hell hounds on his trail
Well It was all he could do to keep himself out of jail
Robert Johnson's gone now buried deep in the ground
Got himself a ticket on that old greyhound
You can still hear his music down by the riverside
Goodbye Robert Johnson goodbye
Billy Mello's Surf Jones - Blues For Robert [Main] Lyrics
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This song's for Robert Johnson Cause he sang the blues
This song's for Robert Johnson Ain't got nothing to lose
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Goodbye Robert Johnson, goodbye
Robert Johnson lived down in old Mississip
Robert Johnson played his guitar all the time
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Well Goodbye Robert Johnson Goodbye
Guitar solo break
He traveled with a guitar and a gunnysack
Women that he loved they wanted him to come back
He sang about those hell hounds on his trail
Well It was all he could do to keep himself out of jail
Robert Johnson's gone now buried deep in the ground
Got himself a ticket on that old greyhound
You can still hear his music down by the riverside
Goodbye Robert Johnson goodbye
This song's for Robert Johnson Ain't got nothing to lose
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Goodbye Robert Johnson, goodbye
Robert Johnson lived down in old Mississip
Robert Johnson played his guitar all the time
Young Robert Johnson died a long time ago
Well Goodbye Robert Johnson Goodbye
Guitar solo break
He traveled with a guitar and a gunnysack
Women that he loved they wanted him to come back
He sang about those hell hounds on his trail
Well It was all he could do to keep himself out of jail
Robert Johnson's gone now buried deep in the ground
Got himself a ticket on that old greyhound
You can still hear his music down by the riverside
Goodbye Robert Johnson goodbye
Writer: Bill Mello
Copyright: Lyrics © Shaloha Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Shaloha Music