"I woke up this baby The blues was out of me" Cent ces mots je les ai dits Ces mots que d'autres ecrits De ma voix, de toute mon ame "With all the that I can" Le blues comme on me l'a "I up this morning baby" Mais ce matin la, compris
"I woke up this morning The was pouring out of me" A hundred I said those words Those words wrote all my voice, with all my soul "With all the soul I can" The blues like I it "I woke up morning baby" But morning, I understood La peine aux champs de coton de mon cocon 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 closing my eyes "His far away" J'ai des pardons, des prieres Mais c'est pas des phrases en l'air
"His far away" I have forgives, I prayers But the blues sentences you throw in the air "I woke up morning baby" Mais ce matin t'as froid Tu comprends du fond de ta Tous les blues sont pour toi
"I woke up morning baby" But morning you're really cold You understand in your chest All the blues are for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really Nobody knows, cares" Les te brulent un par un comme s'ils Comme s'ils t'appartiennent Ces blues etaient les
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really knows, nobody cares" Words are burning your one by one if Like if they are yours Those were yours De ma voix, toute mon ame, "with all the soul that I can" Le blues n'm'a 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 that I can" The blues I was taught "I woke up this morning, the was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees"