Bonnie Raitt "Walking Blues" |
I woke up this mornin' Feelin' round for my shoes Know 'bout at I got these Old walkin' blues. Woke up this mornin' Feelin' round, oh, for my shoes But you know 'bout at I got these Old walkin' blues. Lord, I feel like blowin' my Woh-old lonesome home Got up this mornin' My little Bernice was gone , Lord. I feel like blowin' my Lonesome home Well, I got up this mornin' Woh-all I had was gone. Well-ah leave this mornin' if I have to Woh ride the blind, ah I been mistreated Don't mind dyin'. Levin' this mornin', ah I have to ride a blind Babe, I been mistreated Baby, I don't mind dyin'. Well, some people tell 'em 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 Its the worst old feelin' I most ever had. She got a Elgin movement from her head down To her toes Break in on a dollar most anywhere She goes, ooo oooooooooo To her head down to her toes. [Spoken:] Oh, honey Lord, she break in on a dollar Most anywhere she goes... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |