A Poor Wayfaring Stranger: "When the train left the station, it had two lights on behind. The blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind."

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A Poor Wayfaring Stranger

"When the train left the station, it had two lights on behind. The blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind."

Robert Johnson

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