Some days I think it's all a dream
The things I've done, the places that I've been
This life of mine seems surreal at times
Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind
Could it be I'm not for real
I slap my face to check out how I feel
Come on Robert Johnson, though we're worlds apart
You and I know what it's like with the devil in our heart
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Kept a little of mine on hand
I'm wadin' out this muddy water
Rattlin' chains all around my bed