Preaching Blues Songtext / Lyric

I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man

I was 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, mama's child and it tore me all upside down

Ravel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round






The blues, is a low-down shakin' chill

Yes, preach 'em now, 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

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, I'm gon' drive my blues away

Goin' to the 'stil'ry, stay out there all day