Hellhound On My Trail
Robert Johnson Lyrics


I got to keep movin', I got to keep movin'
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
Hmmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail

And the days keeps on worryin' me
There's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
Hellhound on my trail

If today was Christmas Eve, if today was Christmas Eve
And tomorrow was Christmas Day
If today was Christmas Eve, and tomorrow was Christmas Day
Aw, wouldn't we have a time, baby?

All I would need my little sweet rider just
To pass the time away, huh-huh
To pass the time away

You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
Mmm, around my door, all around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder
All around your daddy's door, hmm-hmm-hmm

It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go

I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree
Tremblin' on the tree
I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree
Hmm-hmm hmm-mmm

All I need's my little sweet woman
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey
My company

Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: ROBERT JOHNSON

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on specific lyrics, highlight them
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Chris

I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
Mmm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail
Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail

If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve
And tomorrow was Christmas day
If today was Christmas eve and tomorrow was Christmas day
All I would need is my little sweet rider
Just to pass the time away, to pass the time away

You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm, around my door
All around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, all around your daddy's door
It keeps me with ramblin' mind rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go

I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree
Tremblin' on the tree
I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree
All I need is my little sweet woman
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey, hey, my company



James Phillip Watson

I got to keep movin', I got to keep movin'
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
Hmmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
And the days keeps on worryin' me
There's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
Hellhound on my trail
If today was Christmas Eve, if today was Christmas Eve
And tomorrow was Christmas Day
If today was Christmas Eve, and tomorrow was Christmas Day
Aw, wouldn't we have a time, baby?
All I would need my little sweet rider just
To pass the time away, huh-huh
To pass the time away
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
Mmm, around my door, all around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder
All around your daddy's door, hmm-hmm-hmm
It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go
I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree
Tremblin' on the tree
I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree
Hmm-hmm hmm-mmm
All I need's my little sweet woman
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey
My company
Hopefully these are the respected lyrics...



All comments from YouTube:

Simone Davis

Today is 110 years of is birth, and i’m here to listen his music!!
R.I.P. Robert Johnson

Houdini

Sheesh
There's a lot I wanna find out about this man.

Dimitri Peddle

It really does seriously sound like two people playing, bloody genius he was.

TheRealDadfad

@Seneca  For someone experienced in playing alternating-bass finger-style country and Delta blues his music really isn't that difficult to play.

Seneca

That’s because two people were.

TheRealDadfad

@Ruben Avalos You said "hard work and practice." Very true. I've been playing country blues for over fifty years. About thirty years ago I had a student who was a complete beginner. He could only make a few simple chords on his guitar. He practiced every day for at least six to eight hours. In less than a year he was playing at blues clubs and at blues festivals as a solo performer. As far as "the truth is" about Robert Johnson, no one knows for sure. I was good friends with an old bluesman named Honeyboy (Dave) Edwards. He was Robert's roommate at the hotel in Greenwood, Mississippi where Robert died. All Honeyboy said about Robert's playing was "He got real good real fast." No one knows for sure, but it was probably hard work and practice like you said.

Ruben Avalos

@TheRealDadfad truth is Robert learned from an old blues players and they practiced every night at the local cemetery. It could be that Robert took to it naturally and was gifted enough to learn in period of 6 months. His contemporaries claim he was mediocre at best and after disappearing for months came back a pro. Truth lies somewhere in between. He must have been practicing far longer and took more time to hone his craft. The story isn’t of supernaturalism, but of hard work and practice. Albeit practicing in the dead of night in a cemetery is eerie. His teacher told him supposedly playing with the spirits is the only way to really play the blues. The folk music of the black American experience.

I am me

@DMD N73 yeah but whos to say it wasnt placebo, ive seen a total beginner be able to play metallicas "one" within just a year of practice granted around 9 hours a day, but still, and yes its on youtube

49 More Replies...

Kevin 5012

Isn't creepy that this was the last song he recorded and that it's rumor to be his thoughts of death coming? So haunting but an amazing song

Max Mordón

If he really had syphillis, which is very probable, he just kinda stated the obvious with this song...

More Comments

More Videos