Walking Blues

I 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, I've 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

She's 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