Lyrics:

(by Robert Johnson)

Woke up this morning, feel for my shoes,
You know bout that babe, had them old walkin blues.
Woke up this morning, I feel for my shoes,
You know bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin blues.

Leavin this morning, I had to go ride the blinds.
Ive been mistreated, dont mind dying.
This morning, I had to go ride the blinds,
Ive been mistreated, Lord, I dont mind dying.

People tell me walkin blues aint bad;
Worst old feeling I most ever had.
People tell me the old walkin blues aint bad.
Well its the worst old feeling, Lord, I most ever had