Lyrics

I tell you Robert James Johnson was a business man
he had a whole lot of money flowing through his hands
and when he walked down the street, I tell you people'd know
because Robert James Johnson let his riches show

now Robert never walked a mile in someone else's shoes
but then I've seen him down on Hastings trying to drown his blues
and when that whiskey wasn't strong enough to heal his pain
our poor Bobby shot that heroin in his veins

and now our Bobby sees the world as a poor man sees
he's walked a hundred bloody miles in a poor man's dreams
he's been stripped of all his pride now he is born again
since he shot that blood of Jesus down in his veins

Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name
he's a shepherd and a healer to the poor and the lame
since he shot somebody else's blood in his veins

now you'll see Bobby Jim Jesus on Hastings row
and he'll be chasing 'way the sorrows from the folks he know
he's preaching 'You shall love your brother and repent your shame
when you've got that blood of Jesus down in your veins'

Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name
he's a shepherd and a healer to the poor and the lame
since he shot somebody else's blood in his veins

Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's got that blood of Jesus down in his veins
Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name