Lyrics

Worried now, I won't be worried long Worried now, but I, I won't be worried long Because I'm gon' pack my suitcase, and out the road I'll be gone My baby got something, I just don't know what that is My baby got something, I just don't know what it is And every time I touch her, Lord, I just can't be still I got the blues for my baby, happy she got 'em for me I've got the blues for my baby, happy she got 'em for me Honey, you know the sun is done going back, oh And you know what you don't promise me The blues is on my brain, my tongue refused to talk The blues on my brain and my tongue refused to talk I would have followed my baby, but my feet refused to walk That's it, I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long I'm worried now, but I, I won't be worried long Because I'm gon' pack my suitcase, and out the road I'll be gone
Writer(s): Skip James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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