Now the blues starts in the morning and they worries me the whole day long
Lord, my blues starts in the morning and they worries me the whole day long
They worries the poor man so bad, until I wish that I was dead and gone
And my baby, she worries me, she worries me on every hand
Lord, it's my sweet woman, she worries me, she worries me on every hand
Lord, she worries the poor man just because she can
But it's bye-bye, baby, I ain't gonna let you worry poor me no more
But it's bye-bye, baby, I ain't gonna let you worry poor me no more
I'm going to get me another woman, babe, I'm going to let you go
I've been asking for a favor, even I'd ask the Good Lord above
I've been asking for a favor, even I'd ask the Good Lord above
I'm cryin' out, "Oh Lord in Heaven, please send back the woman I love"
And it's all because she mistreat me, she mistreat me both night and day
All because she mistreat me, she mistreat me both night and day
Lord, she mistreats the poor man to pa** the time away
Now babe, I've been in trouble forty-four nights and days
Babe, I've been in trouble forty-four nights and days
But I got another woman now, drive my troubles away