by Robert Johnson  Recording of June 20, 1937  Dallas, Texas  And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand  And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand  Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain  All my love's in vain  When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye  When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye  Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry  All my love's in vain  When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind  When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind  Well, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind  All my love's in vain  Ou hou ou ou ou, hoo, Willie Mae  Oh oh oh oh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae  Ou ou ou ou ou ou hee vee oh woe  All my love's in vain