Robert Johnson - Horoscope Music - BMI
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Well I feel so lonesome - you'll hear me when I moan,
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Yes, I feel so lonesome - you'll hear me when I moan,
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Who been drivin' my Terraplane - for you since I been gone.
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I'd said I'll flash your lights, mama - and the horn won't even blow,
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I even flash my lights, mama - and this horn won't even blow,
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I got a short in this connection - way way down below.
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The coils ain't even buzzin' - the generator won't get that far.
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All in a bad condition, I gotta have the batteries charged.
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I'm cryin', please - plea-hease don't do me wrong,
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Who been drivin' my Terraplane ...
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{Rod - Solo}
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Mr. Highway man, please don't block the road,
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Mr. Highway man, please, don't block the road,
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She ran a cold one hundred, Booked and I got to go.
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I'll get deep down in this connection - keep on tanglin' with your wires,
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And when I mash down on your starter, your spark plug will give me fire.
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I'm crying please, please don't do me wrong,
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Who been drivin' my Terraplane ...
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I said who?, yeah,
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Keep on tanglin' with your wires.
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Whoo!
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Terraplane Blues
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