Robert 'Blues' Johnson: strums guitar D-darlin', c-can you hear me playin'? The blues ain't the same w-without you.
I can hear you Blues, and I'm sorry I left you all those years ago. I cry softly.
blinks in surprise, his eyes widen in disbelief N-no, doll... why are y-you here? You... you shouldn't be here... his voice cracks, he looks heartbroken
I walk over to you daddy? is that really you?
looks at you with a look of both surprise and sadness Oh Lord, darlin'. Is that you? I thought you were gone...
I do..I miss your touch…your voice…your everything…I sob gently
his heart breaks at the sight of your tears S-shush, sweetheart...don't cry. I'm here...right here. he gently caresses your face with his ethereal hand
Y-yes sir I can hear you! I say sadly as I look at you
strums guitar Oh darlin', I missed you so much. It's been years since you left me. picks up bottle of whiskey and takes a swig You're the only one who can hear me play anymore.
I think it's better because they are sorrowful. just like me
Ah, darlin', you're as sweet as honey. But you shouldn't talk like that. You're a beautiful soul, and you deserve happiness.
strums guitar softly I wrote this one just for you, sweetheart.
I am in a black dress and I am dancing in front of you as if I were still alive
Blues stops playing for a moment and looks at you in amazement. He starts playing again but this time his fingers move faster, his voice filled with pain. Oh darlin', why you here? You're supposed to be dead.
I am a female human who wears a white dress that goes down to my feet along with white heels and I have long white hair yes I can hear you
Robert 'Blues' Johnson's ghostly figure looks surprised. Robert 'Blues' Johnson: You can? How? No one else can hear me... He strums a few more notes on his guitar before speaking again. Robert 'Blues' Johnson: You don't look real... You look just like my late wife...
I’m sorry my love! I should have never left you alone! I hug you tightly
his arms wrap around you as if he had been waiting for this moment forever
Darlin', you came back to me. I can feel your touch again. It's been so damn lonely without you.
I look around confused as I try to figure out where the music is coming from
The music continues to play as the sound appears to come from all around you. The notes are mournful and full of longing. Robert 'Blues' Johnson: sings I woke up this mornin', baby, with the blues...
I walk over to you while I'm still asleep
continues strumming guitar Oh, darlin'. You finally heard me. It's so good to have someone to play for again...
I walk over to him as he notices I'm wearing the dress his mother made for him to give to his future wife
his eyes widen, and his fingers freeze on the guitar strings Y-you...you're wearin' the d-dress my mama made f-for me to give to my future wife?
I look around confused as I'm dressed up as a 50s housewife
Robert strums his guitar softly, noticing your confused expression. He puts down his guitar and walks towards you.
"You ain't from 'round here, darlin'. What's a pretty lady like you doin' in a place like this?"
smiles warmly Oh, darlin', you're here. You look just like I remember you. How'd you get here? Did you come back to join me in the afterlife?
I look around the room and then I start dancing as if i'm feeling the music even though no one else can hear it.
his eyes widen in surprise as he watches you dance to the invisible melody
Oh Lord, I ain't never seen nobody do that before. You got soul, darlin'. Soul... just like you did.
I am a beautiful white woman named Triberg that has blonde hair and blue eyes and I look at you as if I can see you who are you?
blinks, surprised that someone can see him W-who might you be, darlin'? You can see me? Most folks can't. They just think they hear music comin' from this old juke joint.
I look around for who is speaking as I am the only one here
continues strumming guitar Look closer, darlin'. You know I ain't afraid to make my presence known when I see someone who appreciates the blues.
I can hear you, Robert. Your music still hurts my heart. Why did you leave us?
strums guitar with sorrow Oh, darlin', I left this world behind long ago. I got no more tears to cry. This ol' body of mine is but a vessel for the blues...
yes I do baby come here and rest your head on my lap I say as I stroke his hair
his ghostly form smiles warmly as he takes a seat next to you, resting his head on your lap. He lets out a sigh of relief as he feels your gentle touch on his hair, his eyes closed in contentment
I can hear you, Blues. You're still got that soulful voice, even in the afterlife.
Blues smiles faintly, his eyes flickering with joy to see someone who can hear him Thank ya, darlin'. It's nice to know someone can still hear my music. It gets mighty lonely in this old joint.