"I woke up this baby The blues was out of me" Cent ces mots je les ai dits Ces mots que d'autres avaient 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 others wrote With all my voice, with all my "With all the soul I can" The blues I learned it "I up this morning baby" But morning, I understood La peine aux champs de coton de mon cocon Les coups, le sang, les temps J'avais mal en les yeux
The hard in the cotton fields I was imagining in my The hits, the blood, the mud I was while closing my eyes "His far away" J'ai des pardons, des prieres Mais l'blues c'est pas des phrases en
"His far away" I forgives, I have prayers But the blues isn't sentences you in the air "I woke up morning baby" Mais ce matin vraiment froid Tu comprends du fond de ta Tous les blues sont pour toi
"I up this morning baby" But this morning really cold You deep in your chest All the are written for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really Nobody knows, cares" Les mots te brulent un par un s'ils Comme s'ils enfin Ces blues les tiens
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I feel knows, nobody cares" Words are your one by one like 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 n'm'a 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 I was never taught "I up this morning, the blues was pouring out of me knows, nobody sees"