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, oh, for my shoes   But you know 'bout at I got these   Old walkin' blues.      Lord, I feel like blowin' my   Woh-old lonesome home   Got up this mornin'   My little Bernice was gone , Lord.      I feel like blowin' my   Lonesome home   Well, I got up this mornin'   Woh-all I had was gone.      Well-ah leave this mornin' if I have to   Woh ride the blind, ah   I been mistreated   Don't mind dyin'.      Levin' this mornin', ah   I have to ride a blind   Babe, I been mistreated   Baby, I don't mind dyin'.      Well, some people tell 'em 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   Its the worst old feelin'   I most ever had.      She got a   Elgin movement from her head down   To her toes   Break in on a dollar most anywhere   She goes, ooo oooooooooo   To her head down to her toes.      [Spoken:]   Oh, honey   Lord, she break in on a dollar   Most anywhere she goes...