I got to keep movin'I got to keep movin'blues fallin' down like hailblues fallin' down like hailUmm mmm mmm mmmblues fallin' down like hailblues fallin' down like hailAnd the days keeps on worryin' methere's a hellhound on my trailhell hound on my trailIf today was Christmas EveIf today was Christmas Eveand tomorrow was Christmas Dayspoken: Aow, wouldn't we have a time, baby?If today was Christmas Eveand tomorrow was Christmas DayOHAll I would need my little sweet rider justto pass the time away, huh huhto pass the time awayYou sprinkled hot foot powder, mmmmmm, around my doorall around my doorYou sprinkled hot foot powderall around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmmIt keep me with ramblin' mind, riderevery old place I goevery old place I goI can tell the wind is risin'the leaves tremblin' on the treeTremblin' on the treeI can tell the wind is risin'leaves tremblin' on the treehmm hmm hmm mmmAll I need's my little sweet womanand to keep my company, huh huh huhmy company