Joe Bonamassa - Stones In My Passway

I got stones in my passway and all my roads seem dark at night I got stones in my passway and all my roads seem dark at night I have pains in my heart they have taken my appetite I have a bird to whistle I have a bird to sing Have a bird to whistle and I have a bird to sing I have 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 'eres 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 tryin to do I'm cryin please please let us be friends And when you hear me howlin in my passway rider ple-ease open your door and let me in I've got three legs to truck home boys please don't block my road I've got three legs to truck home boys please don't block my road I've been fellin ashamed about my rider babe, I'm booked and I got to go