Letra de Traveling Riverside Blues - Eric Clapton

If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
Just come on back to Friar�s Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friar�s Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain�t gon� to state no color, but her front teeth is 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, lien on my soul
Lord, I�m goin� to Rosedale, gon� take my rider by my side
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Lord, I�m goin� to Rosedale, gon� take my rider by my side
We can still barrelhouse, baby, �cause it�s on the river side
Now you can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my...
[Spoken:] till the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I�m talkin� �bout
You can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my leg
(that�s what I�m talkin� about now)
But I�m goin� back to Friar�s Point, if I be rockin� to my head