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 Bernice was gone , Lord.



I feel like blowin' my

Lonesome home

Well, I got up this mornin'

Woh-all I had was gone.



Well-ah leave this mornin' if I have to

Woh ride the blind, ah

I been mistreated

Don't mind dyin'.



Levin' this mornin', ah

I have to ride a blind

Babe, I been mistreated

Baby, I don't mind dyin'.



Well, some people tell 'em 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

Its 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 anywhere

She goes, ooo oooooooooo

To her head down to her toes.



[Spoken:]

Oh, honey

Lord, she break in on a dollar

Most anywhere she goes...