Country Blues Lyrics

I get, late over in the evening, child, I feel like
Like blowing my horn
I woke up this morning, find my, my little baby gone
Late over in the evening, man, man
I feel like, like blowing my horn
Well, I woke up this morning, baby
Find my little baby gone

Well now, some folks say they worry
Worried blues ain′t bad
That's the misery feeling, child, I most, most ever had
Some folks tell me, man, that the, worry
Worried blues ain′t bad
Well, that's the misery old feeling, honey now
Ooh well, gal, I most ever had

Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run into the sea
If I don't find my baby, somebody gonna, gonna bury me
Brooks run into the ocean, child, and the ocean run into the sea
Well, if I don′t find my baby now
Ooh well, gal, you gonna have to bury me

Yeah, minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Seem like my baby would stop her, her low down ways
Minutes seem like hours, child, and hours seem like days
Yeah, seem like my woman now
Ooh well, gal, she might stop her low down ways

Well, I′m leaving this morning if I had a, woah, right to blind
I feel mistreated, girl, you know now, I don't mind dying
Leaving this morning if I had a, my right to blind
Yeah, been mistreated, baby now
Baby, and I don′t mind dying