I Can't Put On My Shoes Songtext / Lyric

I said, "Blues, blues, oh blues, ... what have I done."
I said, "Blues, tell me what have I done."

Got the blues so bad till I can't put on my shoes,
Got the blues so bad till I can't put on my shoes,
Got the blues so bad till I don't know what to do.

I says, some of these days, boys, and it won't be long,
I says, some of these days, boys, and it won't be long,
You *gonna* call my name, and I swear I'll be gone.

Don't your house get lonesome when your biscuit roller is gone?
Don't your house get lonesome when your biscuit roller is gone?
Don't your clothes *gettin'* lonesome hanging on that line?

I'm once told you my mama, tell my papa too.
I once tell you my mama, tell my papa too.
I'm *goin'* tell my mama just what you want me to do.

I rapped at your window, and swear rapped your door.
I rapped at your window, and swear rapped your door.
???

Got my suitcase packed, my clothes already gone.
Got my suitcase packed, my clothes already gone.
Got my suitcase packed, my vest is already *gone.*

I *say/said,* "Now, now, now, now, now, now, now."
I said, "Now these blues comin' down on me."
I said, "Now, sweet mama, those blues, comin' down on me."

Opened the door this mornin', those blues come a-walkin' in.
Opened the door this mornin', those blues come a-walkin' in.
Got me by my hand and shake *me* like a man.

I holler, "Mama, mama, mama, papa, papa, sure loves you."
I say, "Mama, mama, mama, papa, papa, sure loves you."
I holler, "Mama, mama, mama, papa, papa, sure loves you."

*When* you hear me *howlin', howlin'* like a mountain *jack.*
*When* you hear me *howlin', howlin'* like a mountain *jack.*
Before you hear me *howlin',* I ??? like a mountain jack.

I'm *goin'* howl this mornin' and *I* never howl *no more.*
Howl this mornin' like I never howled *before.*
I'm goin' howl this mornin' ???.

*Somethin' 'bout* you, baby; boy! you ought to be mine!
*Somethin' 'bout* you, baby; boy! you ought to be mine!
And she's long and tall, she's just ???.

Well I love my baby, tell the world I do.
And I hope some day she *sure* comes to love me too.

And I *was* goin' to Texas. "What want me to bring you back?"
I *was* goin' to Texas. "What want me to bring you back?"
???

Hey, won't be back no more.
Hey, hey, hey, I won't be back no more.
I says, "No, sweet mama, your daddy won't be back no more."