Love in Vain

cd cover: The Last Shot Got Him(Robert Johnson)
1936

I followed her to the station,
with her suitcase in my hand,
Well, I followed her to the station,
with her suitcase in my hand.
Well, it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell,
when all your love’s in vain,
All my love’s in vain.

When the train, it rolled into the station,
I looked her in the eye,
When that train rolled into the station,
I looked her in the eye.
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome;
I could not help but cry.
All my love’s in vain.

When the train, it left the station,
with two lights on behind,
Well, the train, it left the station,
with two lights on behind,
Well, the blue light was my blues,
and the red light was my mind.
All my love’s in vain.

Uumh, Willie Mae, Uumh, You know that’s her name, Uumh uumh,
Be my woman.
All my love’s in vain.

I followed her to the station, with her suitcase in my hand,
And I followed her to the station,
with her suitcase in my hand.
Well, it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell,
when all your love’s in vain,
All my love’s in vain.

A remarkably spare song with wonderful poetic images and its persistent lamentation, “All my love’s in vain.”

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