Stole Rider Blues
Blind Willie McTell Lyrics


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I'm going to grab me a train
Ride the lonesome rail
Liquor stole my baby
She's in the lonesome jail

He took my mama
Her to the town of *Rome*
Now she's screaming and crying
Papa let your mama come
Back home

I stole my good gal
From my bosom friend
That fool got lucky
He stole her back again

That little woman I love
Got a mouth chock full of good gold
Every time you hug and kiss me
It make my blood run cold

When you see two women
Running hand in hand
Bet you my last dollar
One done stole the other one's man

I'm leaving town




Please don't spread the news
That why I've got these old stole rider blues

Overall Meaning

Blind Willie McTell's "Stole Rider Blues" is a classic blues song that speaks of love, loss, and betrayal. The singer of the song is a man who has lost his lover to liquor and ended up in jail. He plans to leave town and hop on a train, but he is plagued by the memory of his lost love. He mentions how his friend stole her away briefly, but she eventually returned to him. He proclaims his love for her despite her having a "mouth chock full of good gold," and ends the song by mentioning the common tale of two women running hand in hand, suggesting that one of them had stolen the other's man.


The song's title "Stole Rider Blues" comes from the last line of the song where the singer is pleading with someone not to spread the news of his departure, for that could lead to him being labeled a stolen rider, a term used to describe fugitive black men. The lyrics hint at the pain and struggle that African Americans went through in the early 1900s, dealing with the loss of loved ones, incarceration, and racism.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm going to grab me a train
I am going to board a train.


Ride the lonesome rail
I will travel on a lonesome rail journey.


Liquor stole my baby
Alcoholism caused my baby to leave me.


She's in the lonesome jail
She is in jail.


He took my mama
Someone took my mother.


Her to the town of *Rome*
He took her to Rome.


Now she's screaming and crying
My mother is screaming and crying.


Papa let your mama come
Father, please let Mother come back home.


Back home
To return home.


I stole my good gal
I took my good lady.


From my bosom friend
I stole her from my close friend.


That fool got lucky
My friend was fortunate.


He stole her back again
He took her back from me.


That little woman I love
I adore that small lady.


Got a mouth chock full of good gold
She has an excessive amount of gold in her mouth.


Every time you hug and kiss me
Whenever you hug and kiss me.


It make my blood run cold
It gives me chills.


When you see two women
If you see two women.


Running hand in hand
Walking together while holding hands.


Bet you my last dollar
I am confident enough to bet my last dollar.


One done stole the other one's man
One of them has stolen the other's partner.


I'm leaving town
I am departing this town.


Please don't spread the news
Please don't share this news with others.


That why I've got these old stole rider blues
That is why I am singing these Stole Rider Blues.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: WILLIE MCTELL

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Dinosore

she had grills, and it was a bad thing

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