Good Morning Blues

Woke up this mornin'
Blues all around my head
Woke up this mornin'
Blues all around my head
Walked in to eat my breakfast
I had the blues all in my bread

I got the blues so bad I could feel 'em
Baby, with my natural hand
Blues so bad, I can feel 'em with my natural hand
Well, I'm having so much trouble
Blues I just can't understand

I got the blues so bad
'Til it hurts my feet to walk
I got the blues so bad
'Til it hurts my feet to walk

Well, I got the blues so bad
That it hurts my tongue to talk
I got blues in my water
Blues all in my tea
Blues in my water
Puts blues all in my tea

Well, I got blues in my home
Lord, they're between my wife and me
Well, the blues ain't nothin'
But a working man feelin' bad
Well, the blues ain't nothin'
But a working man feelin' bad

Well, it's one of the worst old feelin's
That any poor man's ever had
All right

Well, the blues got on me one mornin'
Followed me to my good gal's door
Blues got on me one mornin'
Followed me to my good gal's door

Well, blues are just like my shadow
Follows me everywhere I go
I'm doing alright



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Lomax, Huddie Ledbetter
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