Woke up this morning, feel around for my shoes You know about that babe, had them old walking blues Woke up this morning, I feel around for my shoes You know about that babe, Lord, I had them old Leaving this morning, I had to go ride the blinds I've been mistreated, don't mind dying This morning, had to go ride the blinds I've been mistreated, Lord, I don't mind People tell me walking blues aren't bad Worst old feeling I most ever had People tell me the old walking blues aren't bad Well, it's the worst old feeling, Lord, I most ever had