I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man   I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man   Worried blues, give me your right hand      And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down   Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down   Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round      The blues, is a low-down shakin' chill, yes, preach 'em now   Is a low-down shakin' chill   You ain't never had 'em I, hope you never will      Well, the blues, is a achin' old heart disease   Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it   The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease   Like consumption, killing me by degrees      I can study rain, oh oh drive, oh oh drive my blues   I been studyin' the rain, I'm 'on drive my blues away   Goin' to the 'stil'ry, stay out there all day