Walking Blues

Yeah, I woke up this morning, feeling round for my shoes
Know 'bout 'at I got these, old walking blues, yeah
Woke up this morning, feeling round for my shoes
But you know 'bout 'at I got these old walking blues
Lord, I feel like blowing my old lonesome horn
Got up this morning, my little Bernice was gone
Lord, I feel like blowing on my old lonesome horn
Well I woke up this morning all I had was gone
Well I’m leaving this mornin' if I have to ride the blind
Feel I’ve been mistreated and I don’t mind dying
Leaving this mornin' if I have to ride a blind, oh yeah
Well I feel so mistreated, and I don’t., I don’t mind dying
Well, some people tell me that the worried blues ain’t bad
But it’s the worst old feeling 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 feeling, I 'most ever had
She got an 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
Lord she break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Oh there she goes