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 for my shoes But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walkin' blues Lord, I feel like blowin' my woh old lonesome horn Got

Can we fight to save our souls? Protect the hive from enemies! March on, worker bees! Know your enemy! Follow the herd mentality! And we'll march... along, with our blindfolds on And we'll ride... the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord... above,

Follow my life, homie from start 'til now And Lord knows all the shit that I done put her through I speak through her, straight to you motherfuckers Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga hold me down Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down Eleven,

I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her

When all your love is lost And burning bridges can't be crossed Lord won't you let me know Or give me one more reason to go I done took all I could take from you Need a little bit more than a break from you Matter of fact fuck you, don't need you in my

In my solitude I sit in my chair With gloom everywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad Dear Lord above You haunt me With dreadful ease

But I just can't get you off my mind So slow down sister 'cause I just can't love ya Oh and Lord knows I need ya But I just don't want to Put this rusted heart upon the line Slow down sister 'cause I just can't love ya I ain't your fool, I'm not falling

Deep river woman Lord I'm coming home to you Lord I know she's waiting Just anticipating all my love I spent a night in L.A. Just another chance to see you Just you and I Wanted you to know That my playing days are over

Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin' blues Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride the

To get this high I must be drunk on love Baby, I never drank that much Baby, I'm flyin' on a stone cold rush Drunk on love Baby, take my car keys and put 'em in your pocket Lord knows I got no business with them I've been nursin' half a beer for half an