"I woke up this baby The was pouring out of me" Cent fois ces je les ai dits Ces mots que d'autres ecrits De ma voix, de toute 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 woke up this morning The was pouring out of me" A times I said those words Those words others With all my voice, with all my "With all the that I can" The like I learned 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 J'avais mal en fermant les
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" des pardons, j'ai des prieres Mais l'blues pas des phrases en l'air
"His far away" I have forgives, I have But the blues isn't sentences you in the air "I up this morning baby" ce matin t'as vraiment froid Tu du fond de ta poitrine Tous les blues ecrits pour toi
"I woke up morning baby" But morning you're really cold You understand deep in 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 brulent un par un s'ils Comme t'appartiennent enfin Ces blues etaient les
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really knows, nobody cares" Words are your one by one like if Like if they are finally 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 morning, the blues was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees" all my voice, all my soul, "with all the soul that I can" The blues I was never "I woke up this morning, the was pouring out of me knows, nobody sees"