I 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 blowin' 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 been mistreated
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 anywhere
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...