Traveling Riverside Blues

If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun If your man gets personal, want you to have your fun Just come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long I got women in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got women in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me I ain't goin' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold I ain't goin' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, now, lien on my soul Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, goin' take my rider by my side Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, goin' take my rider by my side We can still barrelhouse, baby, 'cause it's on the riverside You can squeeze my lemon 'till the juice run down my leg You can squeeze my lemon 'till the juice run down my leg That's what I'm talkin' about, now But I'm goin' back to Friar's Point, if I be rockin' to my head