Walkin' Blues

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 for my shoes
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 But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walkin' blues
 
 Lord, I feel like blowin' my old lonesome horn
 Got up this mornin', my little Bernice was gone
 Lord, I feel like blowin' my lonesome horn
 
 Well I got up this mornin' all I had was gone
 Well leave this morn' of I have to ride the blind
 I've feel mistreated and I don't mind dyin'
 Leavin' this morn', I have to ride a blind
 
 Babe, I been mistreated, baby, and I don't mind dyin'
 Well, some people tell me 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
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 It's the worst old feelin', I 'most ever had
 She got an Elgin movement from her head down to her toes
 Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
 My head down to her toes
 God she break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes