"I up this morning baby The blues was out of me" Cent fois ces mots je les ai Ces mots que d'autres ecrits De toute ma voix, de mon ame "With all the soul I can" Le blues comme on me l'a "I woke up this baby" Mais ce la, j'ai compris
"I up this morning baby The was pouring out of me" A hundred times I those words Those words others With all my voice, all my soul "With all the soul I can" The blues like I it "I woke up morning baby" But morning, I understood La aux longs champs de coton J'imaginais de mon Les coups, le sang, les boueux mal en fermant les yeux
The hard in the cotton fields I was in my cocoon The hits, the blood, the mud I was hurt closing my eyes "His far away" J'ai des pardons, des prieres Mais l'blues c'est pas des en l'air
"His far away" I have forgives, I prayers But the isn't sentences you throw in the air "I woke up this baby" Mais ce matin t'as vraiment Tu comprends du fond de ta Tous les sont ecrits pour toi
"I woke up morning baby" But this morning you're cold You deep in your chest All the blues are for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I feel knows, nobody cares" Les mots te un par un comme s'ils s'ils t'appartiennent enfin Ces blues etaient les
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really Nobody knows, cares" Words are burning your one by one if Like if they are finally blues were yours De toute ma voix, toute mon ame, "with all the soul I can" Le blues qu'on jamais appris "I up this morning, the blues was pouring out of me knows, nobody sees" With all my voice, all my soul, "with all the that I can" The I was never taught "I woke up this morning, the was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees"