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This song is significant in Johnson’s catalogue since it is one of the few where the narrator makes no attempts to rectify a problem or a threatens to make a problem worse. The narrator ostensibly just stands on a train platform crying as his woman takes off.
[Intro - Spoken]
I wanna go with our next one myself
[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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
Love In Vain (Take 1) was written by Robert Johnson.
Love In Vain (Take 1) was produced by Don Law.