Joe Bonamassa — Stones In My Passway

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I have pains in my hearts They have taken my appetite I have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing Have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing I got a woman that I'm lovin' Boy but she don't mean a thing My enemies have betrayed me Have overtaken poor Bob at last My enemies have betrayed me Have overtaken poor Bob at last And there's one thing certainly They have stones all in my pass Now you tryin' to take my life And all my lovin' too You laid a passway for me Now what are you trying to do I'm cryin' please Please let us be friends And when you hear me howlin' in my passway, rider Please open your door and let me in I got three legs to truck home Boys, please don't block my road I got three legs to truck home Boys, please don't block my road I've been feelin' ashamed 'bout my rider Babe, I'm booked and I got to go