My John The Conqueror Root Lyrics

My pistol may snap, my mojo is frail
But i rub my root, my luck will never fail
When i rub my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord,
I rub my John the Conquer root

I was accused of murder in the first degree
The judge's wife cried, "Let the man go free!"
I was rubbin' my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord,
I rub my John the Conquer root

Oh, i can get in a game, don't have a dime,
All i have to do is rub my root, i win every time
When i rub my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord,
I rub my John the Conquer root

Muddy Waters - Folk Singer

Jul 1999

1. Long Distance Call
2. My Captain
3. You Gonna Need My Help
4. Cold Weather Blues
5. Big Leg Woman
6. Feel Like Going Home
7. You Can't Lose What You Never Had
8. My John The Conqueror Root
9. Put Me In Your Lay Away
10. My Home Is in the Delta
11. Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
12. Country Boy
13. Same Thing [*]
14. Short Dress Woman [*]