Walkin' Blues - text
I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Know by that I got these old walkin' blues, well
Woke this mornin' feelin round for my shoes
But you know by that, I got these old walkin' blues
Lord I feel like blowin my old lonesome horn
Got up this mornin', my little Bernice was gone, Lord
I feel like blowin my lonesome horn
Well I got up this mornin', whoa all I had was gone
Well, leave this mornin' if I have to, ride the blinds
I feel mistreated, and I don't mind dyin'
Leavin' this mornin', if I have to ride the blind
Babe, I've been mistreated, baby and I don't mind dyin'
Well, some people tell me 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
It's the worst old feelin', I most ever had
The Adventures of Fishy Waters: In Bed With the Blues
- Musical Introduction
- Ramblin' All Over
- Railroad Story
- What's It Like Bein' Hobo
- Miss Ripley's Catfish Ste..
- Candy Man
- The Drunken Wilkworm
- Fly Took Stocking
- Madison and the Pigs
- The Farmers and His Eight..
- Black Man's Blues
- The Lynching
- Black Man's Blues pt. 2
- Fast Runner
- Georgia Rag
- The One-Legged Grave Robb..
- Close-out Side one
- The Story of Fishy Waters..
- Teacup of Salt
- Juno Dies/Nobody Knows th..
- Fishy Leaves Home
- Walkin' Blues
- Fishy Meets Hobos
- Good Liquors Gonna Carry ..
- Meeting Crazy Cat/Going t..
- Two Drunk Hobos
- Tchula Buck by Campfire
- Watch Over Me
- Hobos Wake up and Catch T..
- Closing Tune