Robert Johnson lyrics

Phonograph Blues blues lyrics

Beatrice, she got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome word.
Beatrice, she got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome word.
What evil have I done, what evil has the poor girl heard?
Beatrice, I love my phonograph, but you have broke my windin' chain.
Beatrice, I love my phonograph, hon'y, I broke my windin' chain.
And you've taken my lovin', and give it to your other man.
BRIDGE: Now, we played it on the sofa, now, we played it 'side the wall.
My needles have got rusty, baby, they will not play at all.
We played it on the sofa and we played it 'side the wall.
But my needles have got rusty and it will not play at all.
Beatrice, I go crazy, baby, I will lose my mind.
And I go cra'-ee, honey, I will lose my mind.
Why'n't you bring your clothes back home and try me one more time.
She got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome word.
She got a phonograph, ooo-won't say a lonesome word.
What evil have I done or what evil has the poor girl heard?