Woke up this morning
Blues all around my head
Walked in to eat my breakfast
I had the blues all in my bread
I got the blues so bad,
I could feel 'em baby, with my natural hand
Well, I'm having so much trouble
Blues I just can't understand
I got the blues so bad
'Til it hurts my feet to walk
Well, I got the blues so bad
That it hurts my tongue to talk
I got blues in my water
Blues all in my tea
Blues in my water
Puts blues all in my tea
Well, I got blues in my home, Lord
TheY're between my wife and me
We 11, the blues aint nothin'
But a workingman feelin' bad
Well, it's one of the worst old feelin's
That any poor man's ever had
Well, all right
Well, the blues got on me one morning
Followed me to my good gal's door
Well, the blues got on me one morning
Followed me to my good girl's door
Blues are just like my shadow
Follows me everywhere I go
How do you know where I'm going?