Got up this mornin', just about the break of day Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know, I cried last night and all the night before You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do I got a letter this mornin, how

I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for me I love my baby, my baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women, man, they will not let me be But I really love that woman, can't

I woke up this morning It might take a while Might as well smile With a smile on my face Laughing the blues Tells me I should be scared I threw out those stones That stood in my way And I put on a new pair

When you knocked upon my door Down by the highway side Early this morning Early this morning, ooh And I said "hello Satan I believe it's time to go" Me and the Devil Was walkin' side-by-side Me and the Devil, ooh

When my ship comes in What’s a guy to say? What’s a guy to do? I can paint this whole town red tonight, And still wake up with the blues Good luck is bound to find me, If it comes around again, But I’ll probably be out fishing, I had me a high school

Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

This is my blues 'Cause I'm back down on my own again This is the blues I'm playing Yes it's the final thing When the nights is cold and lonely Was it the money that made me a savage? Poppin' them percs and I made it a habit Totin' them pictures and

Well I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Jimmy he's dead he's been a long time gone Been a long time gone a long time gone If you wanna get to heaven gotta D-I-E you

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

And I can't even close my eyes. And my baby, she can't be found. I believe this is the end. Well now, it's three o'clock in the morning Three o'clock in the morning Can't find my baby And I can't be satisfied. I've looked all around me I've looked all