DG Robert Johnson's Wife's Blues

If Robert Johnson's wife had penned a blues with a touch of irony, it would carry a wry, knowing edge amid the sorrow. Her voice would drift between love and sharp amusement as she sang about his famous "crossroads" deal-wondering if the devil himself even got a little cheated in that trade. She’d muse over how he poured his soul into songs about heartache, only to leave her alone with her own. She might sing of how his fingers danced effortlessly across his guitar, though at home, he struggled to keep anything steady. The irony would be bittersweet, a love song wrapped in humor for a man whose greatest commitment was to the blues themselves, leaving her both proud and exasperated as the wife of a legend who seemed forever just out of reach. Was alimony the hellhound?
LYRICS BY LYNDA KRAAR (C) 1979 ASCAP

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So nice and so great...thank you... Blues is in your bread, your breathe, your soul and in your life...❤🍻🎸

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amen . . . 💗

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