Albert King – Roadhouse Blues lyrics

The moon is risin’, an’ it done got lonesome here

I said, the moon is risin’, baby, an’ it done got lonesome, here

Although you’re a long ways from me

But baby, I wish you were near

If I ever get lucky yeah, an’ win my train fare home

Well, if I ever get lucky buddy, an’ win my train fare home

Oh, the moment that I do, darlin’

You can say your man is comin’ home, yeah

It’s so hard, tryin’ to make it all by yourself, yeah

I say, it’s so hard, yeah yeah, tryin’ to make it all by yourself, yeah

Oh an’ the woman that you’re really lovin’

She done gone off with someone else, um!

There’s no use ta cryin’, oh

‘Cause your cryin’ won’t help you none, woo!

Hey, I said it’s no use ta cryin’, buddy

Because your cryin’ won’t help you none

You’ll fall in love again

An’ she’ll keep you always on the run, yeah

I say, if I ever get lucky (yeah, that’s my son!)

An’ win my train fare home, ooo Lordy

Have you ever felt like that?

Oh, if I ever get lucky, buddy yeah

An’ win my train fare home, yeah yeah

Oh, the day that I do, angel

You can bet your life, old Albert is gone, yeah

Oh when ya see me comin’, baby yeah

I want ya to raise your window high, woo!

Hey, when ya see me comin’ home, babe

I want ya to raise your window high, yeah yeah

But when I turn an’ leave little girl

I want you to hang your head an’ cry

Woo, Lord have mercy!

Lord have mercy!