Robert Johnson - Preachin' Blues (Up Jumped The Devil) lyrics

Mmmmmm I woke up this mornin' Ah, blues walkin' like a man I woke up this mornin' Ah, blues walkin' like a man Worried blues Give me your right hand And the blues fell mama's child Tore me all upside down Blues fell mam's child And it tore me all upside down Travel on, poor Bob Just can't turn you 'round The blu-u-u-u-ues Is a low-down shakin' chill (Yes, preach 'em now). Mmmmm mmmmm Is a low-down shakin' chill You ain't never had 'em, I hope you never will Well, the blues Is a achin' old heart disease (Do it now. You gon' do it? Tell me about it.) Let the blues Is a low-down achin' heart disease Like consumption k**ing me by degrees I can study rain Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues I been studyin' the rain and I'm 'on drive my blues away Goin' to the stil'ry Stay out there all day