(by Robert Johnson) I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day. I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day. But I ain't got no sweet woman, woo-hoo Lord, to be rollin' this way. I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree. I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree. Why can't you hear me begging mama, woo-hoo Lord, down on my bended knee? First Verse