Текст песни Walking Blues

I woke up this morning. Feel around for my shoes.
Everybody, I got these old walking blues.
Oh, up this morning. Feeling around for my shoes,
But you know, everybody, got these old walking blues.

Lord, I feel like blowing my old lonesome home.
Got up this morning, now to the point, it was gone.
Lord, up little early. Oh, my lonesome home.
Well, I got up this morning. Whoa, all I had was gone.

Well, leave this morning if I have to, go ride the blind.
Out there in the city, now, don't mind dying. Robert Johnson - Walking Blues - http://ru.motolyrics.com/robert-johnson/walking-blues-lyrics.html
Leave this morning. I'll have to ride a blind.
Babe, I've been mistreated. Babe, and I don't mind dying.
Well, some people tell me that the worried blues ain't bad.
Worst old feeling I most ever had.
Some people tell me that these old worried, old blues is easy.
It's the worst old feeling I most ever had.

She got Elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes.
Oooh, from her head down to her toes. Oh, honey.
Lord, she break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes.