"I up this morning baby The blues was out of me" Cent ces mots je les ai dits Ces mots que d'autres ecrits De toute ma voix, de mon ame "With all the that I can" Le comme on me l'a appris "I woke up this baby" Mais ce matin la, j'ai
"I woke up morning baby The blues was out of me" A hundred times I said those words others wrote With all my voice, with all my "With all the soul I can" The blues like I it "I woke up morning baby" But morning, I understood La peine aux longs champs de de mon cocon Les coups, le sang, les temps mal en fermant les yeux
The work in the cotton fields I was in my cocoon The hits, the blood, the mud I was while closing my eyes "His far away" des pardons, j'ai des prieres Mais l'blues c'est pas des phrases en
"His far away" I forgives, I have prayers But the blues isn't you throw in the air "I woke up this baby" Mais ce matin t'as froid Tu comprends du fond de ta Tous les blues sont pour toi
"I up this morning baby" But this you're really cold You deep in your chest All the are written for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody how I really feel Nobody knows, cares" Les mots te brulent un par un comme Comme t'appartiennent enfin Ces etaient les tiens
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me knows how I really feel Nobody knows, cares" are burning your one by one like if Like if they are yours Those blues yours De toute ma voix, toute mon ame, "with all the soul I can" Le qu'on n'm'a jamais appris "I woke up this morning, the blues was out of me Nobody knows, sees" all my voice, all my soul, "with all the soul that I can" The blues I was taught "I woke up this morning, the blues was out of me Nobody knows, sees"