Текст песни: Kitchen Blues + перевод

That hellhound started chasin' me

Across the neighbourhood

He found me in your kitchen

Searching high and low for food.

«My kitchen,» she said to me

«Is the best place you’ve ever been

Don’t come back an' tell me

There’s a better scullery you’ve seen.»

«If you’ve any money, lover

You better give it all to me

I’ll carry it in my nation sack

Up above my knees.»

«Well, I keep my kitchen well cared for

It’s always, always so clean

Be sure I’ll be there to feed you

Not only in your dreams.»

Ah!

Ah Yeah!

I went down to the crossroads

Round about midnight

I was waiting for you

Robert Dusty by my side.

Down in LeFlore County

I got a mojo hand

Been drinkin' poison whiskey

Magnolia blues-you might understand?

«I tell you this my lover

I tell it, oh, so true

Don’t you come on in my kitchen

If you’re not wantin' food.»

I’ve got pirate blood

I may have bloody hands

When I come on in your kitchen

You better treat me like a man.

Just talk to me, baby

Forget all the stains

Y’know regrets are always something

Best left in vain.

Oh!

If you’re looking for redemption

Just cling to the gallows pole

Write it on your paper

If you can save my soul.

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