Stones in My Passway

I got stones in my passway

and my road seem dark as night

and my road seem dark as night

they have taken my appetite

I have a bird to whistle

and I have a bird to sing

and I have a bird to sing

boy, she don't mean a thing

My enemies have betrayed me

have overtaken poor Bob at last

have overtaken poor Bob at last

they have stones all in my pass

Now you tryin' to take my life

and all my lovin' too

now what are you trying to do

plea-ease let us be friends

plea-ease open your door and let me in

I got three legs to truck home

boys, please don't block my road

boys, please don't block my road

babe, I'm booked and I got to go