Countin' the Blues

Lord, I got the blues this mornin'

I want everybody to go down in prayer

Lord, Lord

Laid in my bed with my face turned to the wall

Lord, layin' in the bed with my face turned to the wall

Tryin' to count these blues so I could sing them all

Memphis, Rampart, Beale Street, set them free

Lord, Memphis, Rampart, Beale Street, set them free

Graveyard and 'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from Stinagree

Lord, sittin' on the Southern, gonna ride, ride all night long

Lord, sittin' on the Southern, gonna ride all night long

Downhearted, Gulf Coast, they was all good songs

Lord, restless at Midnight, Jail-House made me lose my mind

Lord, restless at Midnight, Jail-House made me lose my mind

Bad Luck and Bo-Weavil made me think of old Moonshine

Lord, going to sleep, boys, mama's just now got bad news

Lord, going to sleep now, just now I got bad news

To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues