Lemon’s Worried Blues Songtext
von Blind Lemon Jefferson
Lemon’s Worried Blues Songtext
I′m gonna tell you why I've got Lemon′s lowdown worried blues
Tell you why I got Lemon's lowdown worried blues
I left my meal-ticket rider barefooted,
My partner slipped in, bought her a new pair of shoes
Lord, I'm worried here, worried everywhere I go
Worried here, mama, worried everywhere I go
I worried my rider so late last night,
She had a movin′ wagon backed up to my door
Wokened up this mornin′, kept awoke till the break of day
Woke up this mornin', kept awoke till the break of day
I hates for a woman to nag me, I just made my getaway
I woke up this mornin′, woke up 'bout half past ten
I woke up this mornin′, Lord, about half past ten
Ease my head in the window, she's singin′ Lemon's worried blues again
Worried so bad, can't tell my stockin′s from my shoes
Worried so bad, can′t tell my stockin's from my shoes
I laid down last night with Lemon′s lowdown worried blues
Lord, what makes that banty rooster,
He keeps crowin' for the dawn of day
What makes that rooster, Lord, he crows at the dawn of day
Kid-man better watch his footsteps for the headknocker′s on his way
Tell you why I got Lemon's lowdown worried blues
I left my meal-ticket rider barefooted,
My partner slipped in, bought her a new pair of shoes
Lord, I'm worried here, worried everywhere I go
Worried here, mama, worried everywhere I go
I worried my rider so late last night,
She had a movin′ wagon backed up to my door
Wokened up this mornin′, kept awoke till the break of day
Woke up this mornin', kept awoke till the break of day
I hates for a woman to nag me, I just made my getaway
I woke up this mornin′, woke up 'bout half past ten
I woke up this mornin′, Lord, about half past ten
Ease my head in the window, she's singin′ Lemon's worried blues again
Worried so bad, can't tell my stockin′s from my shoes
Worried so bad, can′t tell my stockin's from my shoes
I laid down last night with Lemon′s lowdown worried blues
Lord, what makes that banty rooster,
He keeps crowin' for the dawn of day
What makes that rooster, Lord, he crows at the dawn of day
Kid-man better watch his footsteps for the headknocker′s on his way
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