T.B. Blues

My good gal's trying To make a fool out of me Lord, my gal's trying To make a fool out of me Trying to make me believe I ain't got that old T.B. I've got the T.B. blues When it rained down sorrow It rained all over me When it rained down sorrow It rained all over me 'Cause my body rattles Like a train on that old S.P. I've got the T.B. blues I've got that old T.B. I can't eat a bite Got that old T.B. I can't eat a bite Got me worried soul I can't even sleep at night I've got the T.B. blues I've been fightin' like a lion Looks like I'm going to lose I'm fightin' like a lion Looks like I'm going to lose 'Cause there ain't nobody Ever with the T.B. blues I've got the T.B. blues Gee but the graveyard Is a lonesome place Lord that graveyard Is a lonesome place They put you on your back Throw that mud down in your face I've got the T.B. blues