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Walking Blues

musique, texte: Son House

artiste original: Son House

 

 

I woke up this morning, feeling round for my shoes

Know 'bout 'at I got these, old walking blues

Woke up this morning, feeling round for my shoes

But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walking blues

 

Lord, I feel like blowing my old lonesome horn

Got up this morning, my little Bernice was gone

Lord, I feel like blowing my lonesome horn

Well I got up this morning all I had was gone

 

Well leave this morn' of I have to ride the blind

I've feel mistreated and I don't mind dying

Leaving this morn', I have to ride a blind

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 old worried old blues ain't bad

It's the worst old feeling, I 'most ever had

 

She got an Elgin movement from her head down to her toes

Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes

My head down to her toes, oh how nice

Lord she break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes

Son House - Walking Blues

1930

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