TB Blues

(Jimmie Rodgers)



My good gal's trying to make a fool out of me

Yes, my gal's trying to make a fool out of me

Trying to make me believe

I ain't got that ol' TB.



When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me, Lord, Lord

When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me, hey

'Cause my body ripples

Like a train on that old SP.



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I got that old TB, I can't eat a bite

Got that old TB, I can't eat a bite

Got me worried soul,

I can't even sleep at night.



I've been fightin' like a lion, looks like I'm goin' to you

I've been fightin' like a lion, looks like I'm goin' to you

'Cause there ain't nobody ever

With the TB blues.



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Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place, hey, hey

Lord, but that graveyard is a lonesome place

They put you on your back

Put that mud down in your face...