Walking Blues

Ain't got no money to pay my bills
I've got a burnt out cigarette
But my whiskey is sweet
When tomorrow comes I'll be staring at my black cat bone.

They say I've got the walking blues, oooh
Stumbling down this road in my bust in shoes
I'm a good woman but I've got the blues bound soul

Oh yeah
I've been mistreated, there where times when I felt misunderstood
That's what you get when you walk talk feel the blues

This ain't a life that you get for free
Builds you up when you fall down to your knees
Ain't got no sorrow so I don't need your sympathy

Oh yeah
I've been mistreated there were times when I felt misunderstood
That's what you get when you walk talk feel the blues

Why am I backed up in the corner
While you're dancing free at night
I'm not afraid of your shadow
So don't run off with my light
With my light

Ohh yeah
I've been mistreated



Credits
Writer(s): Joudie Pieterse, Maureen Taylor
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