If I Had Possession Over Judgment Day (originally by Robert Johnson) – Gov’t Mule
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If I had possession over judgment day If I had possession over judgment day All these women I’ve loved would have no right to pray
I went up on the mountain, far as my eye can see I went up on the mountain, far as my eye can see Another man got my woman – lonesome blues got me
Well I folded my arms, slowly walked away Well I folded my arms, slowly walked away In my mind, in my mind – gonna be trouble some day
Well I rolled and I tumbled – cried the whole night long Well I rolled and I tumbled – cried the whole night long When I woke up this morning – my biscuit roller gone
Well come on here mama – sit down on my knee Well come on here mama – sit down on my knee I’m gonna tell you all about the way they treated me
If I had possession over judgment day If I had possession over judgment day All these women I’ve loved would have no right to pray