Walkin’ Blues

(by Robert Johnson)

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 blinds
I've been mistreated, don't mind dying
This morning, I had to go ride the blinds
I've been mistreated, Lord, I don't mind dying

People tell me walkin' blues ain't bad;
Worst old feeling I most ever had
People tell me the old walkin' blues ain't bad
Well it's the worst old feeling, Lord, I most ever had