Hellhound On My Trail

I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'

Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail

Umm mmm mmm mmm

Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail

And the days keeps on worryin' me,

there's a hellhound1 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

(spoken: Aow, 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, mmm,

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 mmm mmm

All I need's my little sweet woman,

and to keep my company, hmmm hmm, hey hey

My company

Note 1: According to the Webster online dictionary a hellhound is a "dog of hell,

named Cerberus in Greek and Roman mythology, the three-headed dog guarding the

gate of Hades". It will probably stay a secret for all times what Robert exactly

meant by the hellhound, but the image of the hounds of hell, coming to seize

sinners, was often used in southern churches.