Stop Breakin' Down Blues (Album Version)
作词 : Robert Johnson
作曲 : Robert Johnson
Eric Clapton
Me And Mr Johnson
Stop Breakin Down Blues
Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets
some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind.
I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind,
some no-good woman she starts breakin' down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown,
you won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
it'll make you lose your mind
Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree,
she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
I can't start walkin' down the streets,
but some pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Stop Breakin' Down Blues (Album Version)LRC歌词
作词 : Robert Johnson
作曲 : Robert Johnson
Eric Clapton
Me And Mr Johnson
Stop Breakin Down Blues
Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets
some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind.
I can't walk the streets now con, consolate my mind,
some no-good woman she starts breakin' down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got it gon' bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown,
you won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo,
it'll make you lose your mind
Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree,
she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
I can't start walkin' down the streets,
but some pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby,
hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind