If I Had Possession Over Judgment Day (originally by Robert Johnson) – Gov’t Mule

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