WALKING BLUES

I woke
        up this mornin'
        feelin' 'round for my shoes
Know 'bout 'at I got these
        old walkin' blues, woke
Up this mornin'
        feelin' 'round
        oh, for my shoes
But you know 'bout 'at I
        got these old walkin' blues
Lord, I
        feel like blowin' my
        woh-old lonesome home
Got up this mornin', my little Ber-
        nice was gone, Lord
I feel like
        blow-ooon'
        my lonesome home
Well, I got up this mornin'
        woh-all I had was gone
Well-ah
        leave this morn' if I have to
        woh, ride the blind, ah
I've feel mistreated and I
        don't mind dyin'
Leavin' this morn', ah
        I have to ride a blind
Babe, I been mistreated
        baby, and I don't mind dyin'
Well
        some people tell me that the worried
        blues ain't bad
Worst old feelin' I most
        ever had, some
people tell me that these
        old worried
        old blues ain't bad
lt's the worst old feelin'
        I most ever had
She got a
        Elgin movement from her head down
        to her toes
Break in on a dollar most any-
        where she goes, ooo ooooooooo
To her head down to her toes
        spoken: Oh, honey
Lord, she break in on a dollar
        most anywhere she goes

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