Last Fair Deal Gone Down
Robert Johnson Lyrics


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It's the last fair deal goin' down
Last fair deal goin' down
It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord
On that Gulfport Island Road

Please, Ida Belle, don't cry this time
Ida Belle, don't cry this time
If you cry about a nickel, you'll die 'bout a dime
She wouldn't cry, but the money won't mind

I love the way you do
I love the way you do
I love the way you do, good Lord
On this Gulfport Island Road

My captain's so mean on me
My captain's so mean on me
My captain's so mean on me, good Lord
On this Gulfport Island Road

Take camp' 'tain he and see, camp' ain't he and see
At scal' ain't be at seen, good Lord
On that Gulfport Island Road

Ah, this last fair deal goin' down
It's the last fair deal goin' down
This' the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord
On this Gulfport Island Road

I'm workin' my way back home
I'm working my way back home
I'm workin' my way back home, good Lord
On this Gulfport Island Road

And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon
That thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon




And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon, good Lord
On that Gulf-and-Port Island Road

Overall Meaning

The song Last Fair Deal Gone Down by Robert Johnson is believed to be about a man who is on his way to make a deal with the devil in exchange for success in his music career. The first verse suggests that the man is taking his last opportunity to strike a deal with the devil, as it is "the last fair deal goin' down" on the Gulfport Island Road. The second verse is addressed to a woman named Ida Belle, who is likely the man's lover. He pleads with her not to cry over the deal he is about to make, as it is only a matter of a few cents in the grand scheme of things.


The rest of the song is a mix of random phrases and lyrics, some of which are very difficult to interpret. The reference to "My captain's so mean on me" may suggest that the man is a sailor, and his captain is mistreating him. He then talks about taking "camp' 'tain he and see," which could mean that he plans to take control of the ship. The repetition of the phrase "on this Gulfport Island Road" seems to indicate that the man is physically traveling down this road as he wrestles with his decision.


Overall, the lyrics are open to interpretation and can be seen as a commentary on the dangers of making deals with the devil, the fleeting nature of success, and the sacrifices people make in the pursuit of their dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

It's the last fair deal goin' down
This is the final opportunity for a fair exchange


Last fair deal goin' down
This is the last fair exchange


It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord
This is the final opportunity for a fair exchange, and may God help us


On that Gulfport Island Road
This exchange is happening on the Gulfport Island Road


Ida Belle, don't cry this time
Please don't cry, Ida Belle


If you cry about a nickel, you'll die 'bout a dime
You should avoid getting upset about small losses, or they will only lead to bigger ones


She wouldn't cry, but the money won't mind
Ida Belle won't cry, but the loss of money won't affect it


I love the way you do
I enjoy the way you behave


I love the way you do, good Lord
I enjoy the way you behave, and thank God for it


My captain's so mean on me
My boss is very unkind to me


My captain's so mean on me, good Lord
My boss is very unkind to me, and may God help me


Take camp' 'tain he and see, camp' ain't he and see
Take a look at the captain, see how he behaves


At scal' ain't be at seen, good Lord
He's probably not behaving very well, and may God help us


Ah, this last fair deal goin' down
This is the final chance for a fair exchange


It's the last fair deal goin' down
This is the final chance for a fair exchange


This' the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord
This is the final chance for a fair exchange, and may God help us


On this Gulfport Island Road
This exchange is happening on the Gulfport Island Road


I'm workin' my way back home
I'm trying to return home


I'm working my way back home
I'm attempting to make my way home


I'm workin' my way back home, good Lord
I'm trying to make my way home, and may God help me


And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon
And that bell won't keep ringing for much longer


And that thing don't keep-a ringin' so soon, good Lord
That bell won't keep ringing for much longer, and may God help us


On that Gulf-and-Port Island Road
This exchange is happening on the Gulfport Island Road




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: ROBERT JOHNSON

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Comments from YouTube:

@hieuto5183

"If you cry about a nickel, you'll die 'bout a dime" jesus, that's fucking deep...

@starangwonder2594

Deeper if you realize he's talking about a prison bid.

@leestedman3838

Love this song. Haven't listened to enough blues recently.

@saradidio1692

Katatonia's album. Masterpiece.

@leoad7061

🤘🏻

@TonyDanger

I dig the change from intro to verse, it's awkward, like it was totally off the cuff. So fuckin cool.

@gtrmac100

Last Fair Deal . I love This Song.!

@nancywamsley6180

Sweet serendipity I love it when I stumble!

@alexkolliz4195

Te amo blues <3

@haloskater24

Fucking love this song

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