Classic Poem

I woke up this morning
feeling around for my shoes
Know by that I got these
old walking blues
Woke
up this morning
feeling around
oh for my shoes
But you
know by that I
got these old walking blues

Lord I
feel like blowing my
poor lonesome home
Got up this morning my little Bern-
iece was gone
Lord
I feel like
blo-ow
my lonesome home
Well I got up this morning
all I had was gone

Well
leaving this morning if I have to
oh ride the blinds
I feel mistreated and I
don't mind dying
Leaving this morning
I have to ride the blinds
Babe
I been mistreated
baby and I don't mind dying

Well
some people tell me that the worried
blues ain't bad
Worst old feeling I most
ever had
Some
people tell me that these
oh worried
oh blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feeling
I most ever had

She's got
Elgin movements from her head down
to her toes
Break in on a
dollar most any
where she goes
Oooooooo
from her head
down to her toes
Lord she break in on a dollar
oh most anywhere she goes