Well, I woke up this mornin' feelin' round for my shoes
Know that I got these old walkin' blues
Well, woke this mornin' feelin' round for my shoes
But you know that I got these old walkin' blues
Lord, I feel like blowin' my old lonesome horn
I got up this mornin', my little Bernice was gone
Lord, I feel like blowin', blowin' my lonesome horn
When I woke up this mornin' all I had was gone
Well, I'm leavin' this mornin' if I have to ride the blind
I feel I've been mistreated and I don't mind dyin'
Leavin' this mornin' if I have to ride the blind, oh yeah
Well, I feel so mistreated and I don't, I don't mind dyin'
Well, some people tell me that the worried blues ain't bad
But it's the worst old feelin' I most ever had
Some people tell me that these old worried blues ain't bad, not so bad
But it's the worst old feelin' I most ever had
She's got a elgin' movement from her head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
From her head down to her toes, Lord knows
Yeah, she break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Lord, there she goes

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