Traveling Riverside Blues Lyrics

Todd Rundgren Traveling Riverside Blues

If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Best come on back to Friars Point, mama, and
barrelhouse all night long

I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friars Point rider, now, hops all over me

I ain't gon' to state no color but her, front teeth
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, and a lien on my
soul

Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my
side
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my
side
We can still barrelhouse baby, on the riverside

Now you can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down
my...
[Spoken:] 'til the juice rune down my leg, baby, you
know what I'm talkin' about
You can squeeze my lemon 'til the juice run down my leg
[Spoken:] That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, now
But I'm goin' back to Friars Point, if I be rockin'to
my head