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Woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know 'bout that baby I got these old walkin' blues I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes (where they at?) Well, you know by that then, look at here I got these old, old, old walkin' blues Leavin' this mornin', I had to go ride the blinds I've been mistreated, and I don't mind dyin' Leavin' this mornin', I had to go ride the blinds, yeah I've been mistreated and Lord I don't mind dyin' Some folks tell me, old the blues ain't bad I got the worst old feelin' that I ever had Some folks tell me old blues ain't bad You know I got the worst old feelin' Lord have mercy I've ever had Woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know 'bout that baby I got these old walkin' blues Woke up this mornin', I'm feelin' round for my shoes Oh, you know 'bout that baby, I have them old walkin' blues (Play it a little)
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