Lyrics TB Blues - Maria Muldaur
My
good
gal's
trying
To
make
a
fool
out
of
me
Lord,
my
gal's
trying
To
make
a
fool
out
of
me
Trying
to
make
me
believe
I
ain't
got
that
old
T.B.
I've
got
the
T.B.
blues
When
it
rained
down
sorrow
It
rained
all
over
me
When
it
rained
down
sorrow
It
rained
all
over
me
'Cause
my
body
rattles
Like
a
train
on
that
old
S.P.
I've
got
the
T.B.
blues
I've
got
that
old
T.B.
I
can't
eat
a
bite
Got
that
old
T.B.
I
can't
eat
a
bite
Got
me
worried
soul
I
can't
even
sleep
at
night
I've
got
the
T.B.
blues
I've
been
fightin'
like
a
lion
Looks
like
I'm
going
to
lose
I'm
fightin'
like
a
lion
Looks
like
I'm
going
to
lose
'Cause
there
ain't
nobody
Ever
whipped
the
T.B.
blues
I've
got
the
T.B.
blues
Gee
but
the
graveyard
Is
a
lonesome
place
Lord
that
graveyard
Is
a
lonesome
place
They
put
you
on
your
back
Throw
that
mud
down
in
your
face
I've
got
the
T.B.
blues
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