Intro in 6/8 time: (repeat 3 times. Third time to verse) Some days I think it's all a dream The things I've done, the places that I've been This life of mine seems surreal at times Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind Could it be I'm not for real I slap my face to check out how I feel It's hostages to prove it's true Who lives behind a mask was never proved. Come on Robert Johnson, though we're worlds apart You and I know what it's like with the devil in our heart You sold your soul at the crossroads Kept a little of mine on hand 5th I'm wadin' out this muddy water Been stranded in the wa---------steland Rattlin' chains all around my bed Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead I'm not dyin' and I'm far from gone The bluesman spent his candle, but his pain lives on Outro: