Preaching Blues Up Jumped The Devil (Original Recordings Remastered)

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 can't turn you 'round

The blues

Is a low-down shakin' chill

Yes, preach 'em now

Mmmmm-mmmmm

Is a low-down shakin' chill

You ain't never had 'em, I

Hope you never will

Well, the blues

Is a achin' old heart disease

Do it, now

You gon' do it?

Tell me all about it

Said the blues

Is a low-down achin' heart disease

Like consumption

Killing me by degrees

I can study rain

Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues

I been studyin' the rain and

I'm gon drive my blues away

Goin' to the 'stil'ry

Stay out there all day