Woke up this morning, felt around for my shoes
Thats when I knew I had them old walking blues
I woke up this morning, felt around, felt around for my shoes
Thats when I knew I had them old, mean old walking blues
Leaving in the morning if I have to, robbed blind
Ive been mistreated and I dont mind dying
Im leaving in the morning if I have to, robbed blind
Ive been mistreated and I just dont mind dying
She got a Belgium movement from her head down to her toes
Breaking on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Well I got a good woman coming my way
Tried to try, some electric panting, some electric chilling crying
But, ooh, mistook, misgiven
Got me up and walking baby, but Im walking blue, walking blue
Well some people say boy, the walking blues aint bad
Its the worst old feeling I most ever had