Walking Blues

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 horn

Got up this mornin, my little Bernice was gone, Lord

I feel like blowin my lonesome horn

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