Lyrics

THE DEVIL AND ROBERT JOHNSON
(T. Dean & G. Wardwell)


The devil & Robert Johnson
Met in a roadhouse bar.
She was a red headed big boned woman.
She was driving a new blue car.

The devil and Robert Johnson
Were dancin' cheek to cheek.
She sat on his lap and laughed at his jokes
And poured him his whiskey neat.

The devil told Robert Johnson
"I like the way you play,
But stick with me and I'll show you some chords
That'll make you a legend someday."

. . .and every little once in a while,
when he wasn't lookin' that red-headed woman would smile.

The devil and Robert Johnson
Stayed up all night long
Making love and playing guitar
And writing down words to these songs.

Run down back of the jailhouse
Holler up to poor Willie Brown;
Tell him that Robert Johnson and the devil
Are walking the streets of this town.

. . .and every little once in a while,
when he wasn't lookin' that red-headed woman would smile