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