Preaching the Blues

I was up this mornin', blues walkin' like a man
 I was up this mornin', blues walkin' like a man
 Worried blues, give me your right hand
 Ah, blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
 Blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
 Travel on ol' Jeffrey Lee, ya know
 Can't seem to turn him around
 So preach the blues
 Preach the blues now
 Blues is low down shaking chill
 Blues is low down shaking chill
 You ain't never had them
 I don't believe you will
 Blues is an achin' old heart disease
 Blues is an achin' old heart disease
 It's like consumption, baby
 Killin' me by degrees
 So preach the blues
 Preach the blues now
 I had religion, Lord, this day, very day
 I had religion, Lord, this very day
 But the womens and the whiskey
 They would not let me pray
 Gonna get me religion
 Gonna join the Baptist church
 Gonna get me religion
 Gonna join the Baptist church
 Gonna be a Baptist preacher
 So I don't have to work
 And preach the blues
 And preach the blues now