Bonnie Raitt Walking Blues Lyrics



I woke up this mornin

Feelin round for my shoes

Know bout at I got these

Old walkin blues



Woke up this mornin

Feelin round oh for my shoes

But you know bout at I got these

Old walkin blues



Lord I feel like blowin my

Woh-old lonesome home

Got up this mornin, my little

Bernice was gone , Lord



I feel like blowoon my

Lonesome home

Well, I got up this mornin

Woh-all I had was gone



Well-ah leave this mornin if I have to

Woh ride the blind ah

I've feel mistreated and I

Don't mind dyin



Levin this mornin ah

I have to ride a blind

Babe, I been mistreated

Baby, I don't mind dyin



Well, some people tell em that the worried

Wblues ain't bad

Worst old feelin I most

Ever had



Some people tell me that these

Old worried, old blues ain't bad

Its the worst old feelin,

I most ever had



She got a

Elgin movement from her head down

To her toes

Break in on a dollar most anywhere

She goes, ooo oooooooooo

To her head down to her toes



[Spoken:]

Oh honey

Lord, she break in on a dollar

Most anywhere she goes