Lyrics Preaching Blues (Up Jumped the Devil) - Robert Johnson
Mmmmm
mmmmm
I's
up
this
mornin',
ah,
blues
walkin'
like
a
man
I's
up
this
mornin',
ah,
blues
walkin'
like
a
man
Worried
blues,
give
me
your
right
hand
And
the
blues
fell
mama's
child,
tore
me
all
upside
down
Blues
fell
mama's
child,
and
it
tore
me
all
upside
down
Travel
on,
poor
Bob,
just
can't
turn
you
'round
The
blues,
is
a
low-down
shakin'
chill
(Spoken:
Yes,
preach
'em
now)
Mmmmm
mmmmm
Is
a
low-down
shakin'
chill
You
ain't
never
had
'em
I,
hope
you
never
will
Well,
the
blues,
is
a
achin'
old
heart
disease
(Spoken:
Do
it
now,
you
gon'
do
it?
Tell
me
all
about
it)
The
blues,
is
a
low-down
achin'
heart
disease
Like
consumption,
killing
me
by
degrees
I
can
study
rain,
oh
oh
drive,
oh
oh
drive
my
blues
I
been
studyin'
the
rain
and,
I'm
'on
drive
my
blues
away
Goin'
to
the
'stil'ry1,
stay
out
there
all
day
This
is
Robert
Johnson's
version
of
Preachin'
The
Blues
Parts
1 and
2 that
Son
House
Recorded
in
1930.
Note
1:
alternatively
"steeray"
instead
of
" 'stil'ry"
as
for
distillery
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