Robert Johnson - Preachin' Blues | Текст песни

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Mmmmm mmmmm I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
give me your right hand

And the blues fell mama's child
tore me all upside down
Blues fell mam's child
and it tore me all upside down
travel on, poor Bob
just cain't turn you 'round
The blu-u-u-u-ues
is a low-down shakin' chill
spoken: Yes, preach 'em now.

Mmmmm mmmmm
is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em, I
I hope you never will
Well, the blues
is a schin' old heart disease
spoken: Do it. now.
You gon' do it?
Tell me about it.

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