By Robert Johnson



I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand 

And I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand 

Well it's hard to tell it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain 

All my love's in vain 



When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye 

When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye 

Well I was lonesome I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry 

All my love's in vain 



When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind 

When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind 

Well the blue light was my blues and the red light was my mind 

All my love's in vain 



Ooh... [vocalized verse] 

All my love's in vain