Lyrics TB Blues - Don McLean

My gal′s tryna to make a fool outta me.
My gal's tryna make a fool outta me.
She′s tryna make me believe I ain't got that old TB.
I got the TB blues.
Well when it rained down sorrow it rained all over me.
When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me.
Cause my old body rattles like a freight on the oldest pier.
I got the TB blues.
Gonna sing one more verse.
One more verse and then I'll go.
I′m gonna sing one more verse.
One verse and then I′ll go.
Cause these TB blues they get every soul n' soul.
I got the TB blues.
Well my gal′s tryna make a fool outta me.
Yes, my gal's tryna make a fool outta me.
Tryna make me believe that I ain′t got that old TB.