T.B. Blues

My good gal's trying
 To make a fool out of me
 Lord, my gal's trying
 To make a fool out of me
 Trying to make me believe
 I ain't got that old T.B.
 I've got the T.B. blues
 When it rained down sorrow
 It rained all over me
 When it rained down sorrow
 It rained all over me
 'Cause my body rattles
 Like a train on that old S.P.
 I've got the T.B. blues
 I've got that old T.B.
 I can't eat a bite
 Got that old T.B.
 I can't eat a bite
 Got me worried soul
 I can't even sleep at night
 I've got the T.B. blues
 I've been fightin' like a lion
 Looks like I'm going to lose
 I'm fightin' like a lion
 Looks like I'm going to lose
 'Cause there ain't nobody
 Ever with the T.B. blues
 I've got the T.B. blues
 Gee but the graveyard
 Is a lonesome place
 Lord that graveyard
 Is a lonesome place
 They put you on your back
 Throw that mud down in your face
 I've got the T.B. blues