Riding the Blinds

Told my baby get my staving chain Showed all the good people I'd found my C.C. Rider She got a pelt, and a conjure bag A bible, and a root sack She's got what it takes But we're always riding the blinds every time Yeah we're always riding the blinds, every time She's my biscuit, well I'm the biscuit roller I don't ever have to dust my broom 'Cause she's a honey dripper Her root work is to get her salty dog Where he just can't love no other She'll put you on the killing floor And we're always riding the blinds every time We're always riding the blinds, every time We are between those railway cars And we'll drift away into heaven's stars And we'll drift away into heaven's stars They're never far No, no, no They're never too far She's my biscuit, I'm the biscuit roller I don't ever have to dust my broom 'Cause she's a honey dripper And we're always riding the blinds, every time We're always riding the blinds, every time