Eric Clapton — 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 Well, come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friar's Point rider now hops all over me I ain't gonna state no color but her front teeth is crowned with gold I ain't gonna state no color but front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, Lord, a lien on my soul Well, I'm going down to Rosedale, rider by my side Lord, I'm going down to Rosedale, rider by my side Well, we can still barrelhouse, babe, on the riverside You can squeeze my lemon till juice run down my leg You can squeeze my lemon till juice run down my leg (That's what I'm talking about) But I'll be going back to Friar's Point, mama, rocking to my head