I woke up this mornin',
Feelin' round for my shoes.
Know by that,
I got these old walkin' blues,
Well,
woke up 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,
All I had was gone.
Well, leave this mornin',
If I have to, oh, ride the blind'.
I've been mistreated,
And I don't min' dyin.'
Leavin this mornin',
If I have to ride the blin'.
Babe, I've been mistreated,
Baby and I don't mind dyin'.
Well, some people tell me,
That the worried blues ain't bad.
Worst ol' feelin'
I most ever had.
Some people tell me,
That these old worried old blues ain't bad.
It's the worst ol' feelin',
I most ever had.
She got a elgin movement,
From her head down to her toe'.
Break in on a dollar
'Most anywhere she go.
Ooh, from her head down to her toe'
Lord, she break in on a dollar,
'Most anywhere she go.
Mixed version Son House/Robert Johnson/?:
Woke up this morning I looked around for my shoes
You know I had those mean old walking blues
Yeah, I woke up this morning I looked around for my shoes
Girl, I had those, uh, mean old walking blues
Some people tell me that worried blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feeling I ever had
People tell me that worried blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feeling, uh child, I ever had
Looks you ran to the ocean and the ocean runs to the sea
If I don't find my baby, don't bury me
Went to the ocean and the ocean went to the sea
Yeah, if I don't find my baby, oh yeah, don't bury me
Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby started her low down ways
Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby, uh, started her low down ways
I woke up this morning, people, I looked around for my shoes
You know I had those mean old walking blues
Yeah, I woke up this morning I looked around for my shoes
Yeah, you know I had those, uh, mean old walking blues