Robert Johnson - Horoscope Music - BMI









Well I feel so lonesome - you'll hear me when I moan,

Yes, I feel so lonesome - you'll hear me when I moan,

Who been drivin' my Terraplane - for you since I been gone.



I'd said I'll flash your lights, mama - and the horn won't even blow,

I even flash my lights, mama - and this horn won't even blow,

I got a short in this connection - way way down below.



The coils ain't even buzzin' - the generator won't get that far.

All in a bad condition, I gotta have the batteries charged.

I'm cryin', please - plea-hease don't do me wrong,

Who been drivin' my Terraplane ...



{Rod - Solo}



Mr. Highway man, please don't block the road,

Mr. Highway man, please, don't block the road,

She ran a cold one hundred, Booked and I got to go.



I'll get deep down in this connection - keep on tanglin' with your wires,

And when I mash down on your starter, your spark plug will give me fire.



I'm crying please, please don't do me wrong,

Who been drivin' my Terraplane ...

I said who?, yeah,



Keep on tanglin' with your wires.

Whoo!