Luyện nghe bài hát Preachin' Blues

I was up mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me right hand

And the blues fell mama's child, me all upside down
fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you

The blues, is a low-down chill, yes, preach 'em now
Is a shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em I, you never will

Well, the blues, is a achin' old disease
Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all it
The blues, is a low-down achin' disease
Like consumption, killing me by