Dion - Walkin' 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 for my shoes
But, you know 'bout 'at I
Got these old walkin' blues
Lord, I feel like blowin' my
Woh old lonesome horn got up this mornin'
My little Bernice was gone
Lord, I feel like blow
Ooohn' my lonesome horn
Well I got up this mornin' woh
All I had was gone
Well ah leave this morn' of I
Have to, woh, ride the blind, ah
I've feel mistreated and I don't mind dyin'
Leavin' this morn' ah, I have to ride a blind
Babe, I been mistreated, baby
And I don't mind dyin'
Well, some people tell me that the worried
Blues ain't bad
Worst old feelin' I most ever had, some
People tell me that these old
Worried old blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feelin', I most ever had
She got an Elgin movement from her
Head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Oooh ooooh