Riding the Blinds

Told my baby get my staving chain
Showed all the good people
I'd found my C.C. Rider
She got a pelt, and a conjure bag
A bible, and a root sack
She's got what it takes

But we're always riding the blinds every time
Yeah we're always riding the blinds, every time

She's my biscuit, well I'm the biscuit roller
I don't ever have to dust my broom
'Cause she's a honey dripper
Her root work is to get her salty dog
Where he just can't love no other
She'll put you on the killing floor

And we're always riding the blinds every time
We're always riding the blinds, every time
We are between those railway cars
And we'll drift away into heaven's stars

And we'll drift away into heaven's stars
They're never far

No, no, no
They're never too far

She's my biscuit, I'm the biscuit roller
I don't ever have to dust my broom
'Cause she's a honey dripper

And we're always riding the blinds, every time
We're always riding the blinds, every time