The wolf it howls on the delta plains   I mistreated my woman and she still feels the same   seen a lantern light through the devil’s eyes   tempting a poor boy to come inside   Oh I hear that Clarksdale Whistle blowing      Chicago calls like a driving rain   Stoval has got me in a ball and chain   seen a lantern light through the devil’s eyes   nothing left to do but get on that train and ride   Oh I hear that Clarksdale Whistle blowing      The wolf it howls on the delta plains   drives a lonely man right out of his brain   my eyes dry up when his fingers cry   sometimes the blues can keep a man alive   Oh I hear that Clarksdale Whistle blowing