Peter Green Splinter Group - Travelling Riverside Blues lyrics

If your man gets personal, Want you to have some fun. If your man gets personal, Want you to have some fun. Come on back to Friar's Point, mama, 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 gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold. I ain't gonna state no color but Her front teeth is crowned with gold. She got a mortgage on my body, Lord, A lien on my soul. Well, I'm going down to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side. Lord, I'm going down to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side. We can still barrelhouse, babe, On the riverside. You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg. You can squeeze my lemon till Juice run down my leg. I'll be going back to Friar's Point, mama, Rockin' to my head. Well, I'll be going back to Friar's Point, mama, Rockin' to my head