"I woke up this morning The blues was out of me" Cent fois ces mots je les ai Ces mots que d'autres avaient De toute ma voix, de mon ame "With all the soul I can" Le comme on me l'a appris "I up this morning baby" Mais ce matin la, j'ai
"I woke up morning baby The was pouring out of me" A hundred times I said words Those others wrote 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 champs de coton de mon cocon Les coups, le sang, les temps J'avais mal en les yeux
The hard work in the cotton 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" ce matin t'as vraiment froid Tu du fond de ta poitrine Tous les blues sont pour toi
"I up this morning baby" But this morning you're really You deep in your chest All the blues are for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really knows, nobody cares" Les mots te brulent un par un s'ils s'ils t'appartiennent enfin Ces etaient les tiens
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really Nobody knows, cares" are burning your one by one like if Like if they are finally Those were yours De toute ma voix, 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 I was never taught "I woke up morning, the blues was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees"