Walkin’ Blues lyrics
by R.L. Burnside
Woke up this morning I looked 'round for my shoes
You know I had those mean old walking blues
Hey what a good, what a good eye, trying to ride blind
Hey ? train, ain't no friend of mine
Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride the blind
I've been mistreated and I don't mind dying
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