Robert Johnson - Stop Breakin' Down Blues Lyrics
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Stop Breakin' Down Blues
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What Are The Lyrics For Stop Breakin' Down Blues By Robert Johnson?
Every time I'm walkin' down the streets
Some pretty mama starts breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind I can't walk the streets now, can't consolate my mind Some no-good woman she starts breakin' down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got gonna bust your brains out Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind Now, you Saturday night womens, 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 Ooh, 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 Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind I can't start walkin' down the streets But my pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind |
Who Wrote Stop Breakin' Down Blues By Robert Johnson?
Robert Johnson
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What's The Duration Of The Stop Breakin' Down Blues By Robert Johnson?The duration of Stop Breakin' Down Blues is 2:18 minutes and seconds. |
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