T.B. Blues

T. B. Blues - Jimmie Rodgers (吉米·羅傑斯)

My good gal's trying

To make a fool out of me

Lord my gal's trying

To make a fool out of me

Trying to make me believe

I ain't got that old T B

I've got the T B blues

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

I've got that old T B

I can't eat a bite

Got that old T B

I can't eat a bite

Got me worried soul

I can't even sleep at night

I've got the T B blues

I've been fightin' like a lion

Looks like I'm going to lose

I'm fightin' like a lion

Looks like I'm going to lose

'Cause there ain't nobody

Ever whipped the T B blues

I've got the T B blues

Gee but the graveyard

Is a lonesome place

Lord that graveyard

Is a lonesome place

They put you on your back

Throw that mud down in your face

I've got the T B blues