Worried Blues, Tk.1 Songtext
von Skip James

Worried now, I won′t be worried long
Worried now, but I, I won't be worried long
Because I′m gon' pack my suitcase, and out the road I'll be gone

My baby got something, I just don′t know what that is
My baby got something, I just don′t know what it is
And every time I touch her, Lord, I just can't be still


I got the blues for my baby, happy she got ′em for me
I've got the blues for my baby, happy she got ′em for me
Honey, you know the sun is done going back, oh
And you know what you don't promise me

The blues is on my brain, my tongue refused to talk
The blues on my brain and my tongue refused to talk
I would have followed my baby, but my feet refused to walk

That′s it, I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
I′m worried now, but I, I won′t be worried long
Because I'm gon′ pack my suitcase, and out the road I'll be gone