Them Bird Things - I Know Who k**ed Robert Johnson lyrics

It was near Three Forks In the back of a store Now sit your a** down If you wanna hear more I can't forget the future But I will predict the past That son of a b**h I knew him for black trash I know who k**ed I know who k**ed I know who k**ed Robert Johnson Nobody batted an eye On a Friday night When life is cheap The same old story I never told no judge or jury That I know who k**ed I know who k**ed I know who k**ed Robert Johnson Nobody lifted a hand Messin' with that high yellow woman Made her think the moon was blue I said, Bob I'd watch it if I were you At quarter past nine As I offered him strychnine Didn't take Sonny's advice Slapped his hand away not once, but twice You see I k**ed You see I k**ed Oh, yes I k**ed Robert Johnson Nobody shed a tear They had to mop his puke Off the floor of the juke Where he mewled and drooled the hog Took three full days to And I'm not sorry And I'm not sorry Oh, I ain't sorry that I k**ed Robert Johnson The sheriff stopped by the other day And said, "Oh, by the way You know a colored boy who used to play Here every other Saturday?" I told him I knew the guy And that ain't no lie What I didn't say What I didn't say was it was I It was I who k**ed You know I k**ed Damn right I k**ed Robert Johnson And I'd do it again