(by Robert Johnson)

I am a steady rollin´ man and I roll both night and day.
I am a steady rollin´ man and I roll both night and day.

But I ain´t got no sweet woman, woo-hoo Lord, to be rollin´ this way.

I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.
I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.
Why can´t you hear me begging mama, woo-hoo Lord, down on my bended knee?

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