Robert Johnson
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I follow her to the station with a suitcase in my hands
Yeah, I follow her to the station with a suitcase in my hands
Yeah, it's hard to tell, hard to tell
When all your love is in vain, all my love is in vain
When the train roll up to the station, blue hair in the eye
When the train roll up to the station, blue hair in the eye
I was lonesome, I feel so lonesome, I couldn't help but cry
All my love is in vain
When the train is left the station with two lights on behind
The blue light was my blues, the red light was my mind
All my love is in vain.
Hee hee hee hee hee hoo.
Wait a minute.
Hee hee hee hee hee hoo.
Wait a minute.
Hoo.
Hee hee hee hee hee hoo hoo.
Let me be your wolf.
All my love is in vain.