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