robert johnson – walkin’ blues lyrics
woke up this mornin’, feelin’ round for my shoes
know by that i got these old walkin’ blues, well
woke this mornin’ feelin round for my shoes
but you know by that, i got these old walkin’ blues
lord i feel like blowin my old lonesome h-rn
got up this mornin, my little bernice was gone, lord
i feel like blowin my lonesome h-rn
well i got up this mornin, whoa all i had was gone
well, leave this mornin’ if i have to, ride the blinds
i feel mistreated, and i don’t mind dyin’
leavin this mornin’, if i have to ride the blind
babe, ive 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
it’s the worst old feelin’, i most ever had
shes got a elgin movement from her head down to her toes
break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
ooh, from her head down to her toes
lord, she break in on a dollar, most anywhere she goes
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