I woke up this morn in’

feel in’ ’round for my shoes.

Ev ’ry bod y, I got these

old walk in’ blues.

Woke

up this morn in’

feel in’ ’round all for my shoes.

But you know, well, that I

got these old walk in’ blues.

Lord, I feel like blow in’ my

old lone some home.

Got up this morn in, my lit tle Ber nice was gone.

Lord,

I feel like blow’n’

my lone some home.

Well, I got (F)up this morn in’,

all I had was gone.

Well, leave this morn’ if I have to,

whoa, ride the blind.

I’ve been mis treat ed and I don’t mind dyin’.

Leav in’ this (F)morn’

I have to ride the blind.

Babe, (G)I been mis treat ed,

babe, and I don’t mind dyin’.

Well,

some peo ple tell me that the wor ried blues ain’t bad.

Worst old feel in’ I most ev er had.

Some peo ple tell me that these old wor ried old blues ain’t bad.

It’s the worst old feel in’

I most ev er (C)had.

She got a El gin move ment from her head down to her toes.

Break in on a dol lar most an y where she go.

Ooh,

from her head down to her toes.

Lord, she (G)break in on a dol lar most an y where

she goes.