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