Walking Blues

Robert Johnson

Composición de: Robert Johnson
woke up this mornin
	feelin round for my shoes
Know bout at I got these
	old walkin blues
woke up this mornin
	feelin round  oh for my shoes
but you know bout at I got these
	old walkin blues
Lord I feel like blowin my
	woh-old lonesome home
Got up this mornin, my little
	Bernice was gone , Lord
I feel like blowoon my
	lonesome home
Well, I got up this mornin
	woh-all I had was gone
Well-ah leave this mornin if I have to
	woh ride the blind ah
I've feel mistreated and I 
	don't mind dyin
Levin this mornin ah
	I have to ride a blind
babe, I been mistreated
	baby, I don't mind dyin
Well, some people tell em that the worried
	blues ain't bad
Worst old feelin I most
	ever had
some people tell me that these
	old worried, old blues ain't bad
Its the worst old feelin,
	I most ever had
She got a 
Elgin movement from her head down
to her toes
Break in on a dollar most any-
	where she goes, ooo oooooooooo
To her head down to her toes
	spoken: oh honey
Lord, she break in on a dollar
	most anywhere she goes
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