(Robert Johnson) I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station with a 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 rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye Well I was lonesome I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry All my love's in vain When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind When the train it left the station, 't was two lights on behind Well the blue light was my blues and the red light was my mind All my love's in vain Ooh... [vocalized verse] All my love's in vain
