Lyrics:

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 Knoe 'bout 'at I
got These Old Walkin; Blues
lord I,
feel Like Blowin' My
woh-Old Lonesome Home
got Up This Mornin', My Little Ber-
nice Was Gone, Lord
i Feel Like
blow-Oon'
my Lonesome Home
well, I Got Up This Mornin'
woh-All I Had Was Gone
well-Ah

leave This Morn' If I Have To
woh, Ride The Blind, Ah,
i've Feel Mistreated And I
dont' Mind Dyin'
leavin' This Morn', Ah
i Have To Ride A Blind
babe, I Been Mistreated
baby, And I Don't Mind Dyin'
well
some People Tell Me 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
it's 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 Any-
where She Goes, Ooo Ooooooooo
to Her Head Down To Her Toes
spoken Oh, Honey
lord, She Break In On A Dollar
most Anywhere She Goes