Walkin’ Blues Songtext
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Walkin’ Blues Songtext
Woke up this morning, feel ′round for my shoes
Lord knows I got them old walkin' blues
Up this morning, feel ′round for my shoes
I got them old walkin' blues
Well I feel like blowin' sweet old lonesome horn
Up this morning, all I have is gone
Feel like blowin′ sweet lonesome horn
Up this morning, all I had is gone
Gonna leave this town this morning if I have to, have to ride the blinds
I′ve been mistreated and I don't mind dyin′
If I have to ride the blinds
I've been mistreated and I don′t mind dyin'
Well she′ve got Elgin movement from her head down, down to her toes
Breaks in a dollar everywhere she goes
She's got Elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Breaks in on a dollar, now, most anywhere she goes
Well I got up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes
Lord knows I got them old walkin′ blues
Woke up this morning, feel ′round for my shoes
I got them old walkin' blues
I got them old walkin′ blues
I got them old walkin' blues
Lord knows I got them old walkin' blues
Up this morning, feel ′round for my shoes
I got them old walkin' blues
Well I feel like blowin' sweet old lonesome horn
Up this morning, all I have is gone
Feel like blowin′ sweet lonesome horn
Up this morning, all I had is gone
Gonna leave this town this morning if I have to, have to ride the blinds
I′ve been mistreated and I don't mind dyin′
If I have to ride the blinds
I've been mistreated and I don′t mind dyin'
Well she′ve got Elgin movement from her head down, down to her toes
Breaks in a dollar everywhere she goes
She's got Elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Breaks in on a dollar, now, most anywhere she goes
Well I got up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes
Lord knows I got them old walkin′ blues
Woke up this morning, feel ′round for my shoes
I got them old walkin' blues
I got them old walkin′ blues
I got them old walkin' blues
Writer(s): John Fiddler, Robert Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com