Lord, I went upstairs to pack my leavin' trunk
I ain't see no blues, whiskey made me sloppy drunk
I ain't never seen no whiskey, baby, and the blues made me sloppy drunk
Going back to Memphis, baby, if I have much better luck
Look out mama you know you asked me to be your king
You said, "You kiddin', if you want it, you keep it hid
But don't let my husband, don't let my main man catch you here
Don't let my main man, don't let my husband catch you here"
Well, the blues are mushed up into three different ways
One said, "Go", the other two said, "Stay"
I woke up this mornin', I had the blues, I had the blues three different ways
One said, "Go", the other two said, "Stay"
Hey wake up, mama, I got something I wanna tell you
I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man who loves to sing the blues
wake up baby, I got something, I got something I wanna tell you
I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man who loves to sing the blues
I woke up this mornin', baby, to pack my leavin' trunk
I woke up this mornin', baby, to pack my leavin' trunk
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