Lyrics:

I Woke Up This Mornin, Feelin Round For My Shoes
know By That I Got These Old Walkin Blues, Well
woke This Mornin Feelin Round For My Shoes
but You Know By That, I Got These Old Walkin Blues

lord I Feel Like Blowin My Old Lonesome Horn
got Up This Mornin, My Little Bernice Was Gone, Lord
i Feel Like Blowin My Lonesome Horn
well I Got Up This Mornin, Whoa All I Had Was Gone

well, Leave This Mornin If I Have To, Ride The Blinds
i Feel Mistreated, And I Dont Mind Dyin
leavin This Mornin, If I Have To Ride The Blind
babe, Ive Been Mistreated, Baby And I Dont Mind Dyin

well, Some People Tell Me That The Worried Blues Aint Bad
worst Old Feelin I Most Ever Had
some People Tell Me That These Old Worried Old Blues Aint Bad
its The Worst Old Feelin, I Most Ever Had

shes Got A Elgin Movement From Her Head Down To Her Toes
break In On A Dollar Most Anywhere She Goes
ooh, From Her Head Down To Her Toes
lord, She Break In On A Dollar, Most Anywhere She Goes