Workin' Man Blues

歌詞

My good gal's trying to make a fool out of me Yeah, my gal's trying to make a fool out of me Trying to make me believe I ain't got that old T.B. When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me 'Cause my body rattles like a train on that old S.P. I've got the T.B. blues Gee but that graveyard is a lonesome place That old graveyard is a lonesome place They put you on your back and put that mud down in your face I've got that old T.B. and I can't eat a bite I've got that old T.B., I can't eat a bite She's got me worried soul I can't even sleep at night I've got the T.B. blues