A Song For Robert Johnson

Intro:                      Up on north to Detroit South down Fifty-one to Memphis A pistol in his hand There’s many a good man hidin’ in the shadows Just waitin’ to give that boy six feet of land   ’Little Robert Dusty’ He’s been stealin’ hearts so easily You should hear him when he sings Double dealing at the crossroads Him and his guitar they say Something’s been playin’ them   Chorus: Feeling down in the fingertips   Bold good feeling woah oh Like you could die for it And the bird that whistles And the bird that sings And the strong strong heart beatin’ And the stretched out wings   "Passion be a memory" she says Lookin’ at the sheets where he used to lie with her   Holdin’ a picture she’s livin’ again Things she felt when he played for her   ’Little Robert Dusty’ He’s been stealin’ hearts so easily You should hear him when he sings   Double dealing at the crossroads Him and his guitar they say Something’s been playin’ them   Chorus: Feeling down in the fingertips   Bold good feeling woah oh Like you could die for it And the bird that whistles And the bird that sings And the strong strong heart beatin’ And the stretched out wings that he made Won’t so easily won’t so easily fade The talk is he still comes around Hey from Mississippi when your road is dark as night   When nothing else gets to your sadness He’s pickin’ up his guitar and he’s feeling it right   ’Little Robert Dusty’ And they stole his heart so easily He was singin’ "All my love in vain"   Killin’ at the crossroads But him and his guitar they say Something’s still playin’ them   Chorus:   (## fade to end ##) Feeling down in the fingertips   Bold good feeling woah oh Like you could die for it And the bird that whistles And the bird that sings And the strong strong heart beatin’ And the stretched out wings  he made Down in the fingertips   Bold good bold good feeling woah oh Like you could die for it And the bird that whistles And the bird that sings