| My blues tripped a-really soon this mornin, baby | 
| And it really did throw me down, yeah | 
| My blues tripped me this mornin, baby | 
| And it really sho' did throw me down | 
| My baby tol' me last night, baby | 
| 'I'm gonna leaves old Greenland town' | 
| And so don’t you go, baby | 
| 'Cause you sure really worryin' me | 
| Don’t you go now, baby | 
| 'Cause you really is worryin' po' me | 
| I leave in the mo’nin now, sweet mama | 
| I’m goin' back to Jackson, Tennessee | 
| She said, 'Don't go baby' | 
| Oh baby, I believe to my soul I’m dyin' | 
| Yes, yes, yeah | 
| She said, 'Don't go, baby' | 
| I believe to my soul I’m dyin' | 
| If I ain’t dyin', I’m a black man | 
| And I believe to my, all to my soul, I’m lyin' | 
| I’s gon' go down, baby | 
| 'Cause I ain’t gonna tell you even no lie | 
| Don’t go down, baby | 
| Ain’t gon' even tell you no lie | 
| Day you quit me now, little woman | 
| Oh an d’ats, d’ats the day you gonna die | 
| Wouldn’t mind dyin' now, baby | 
| But I got to go by myself | 
| Yes, yeah | 
| Wouldn’t mind dyin' now, baby | 
| But I’ve got to go by myself | 
| But I don’t mind dyin' little woman | 
| I’m gonna carry me to someone else | 
| Oh well, dyin' is hard to me | 
| Says, oh well, baby | 
| Dyin' sure is hard to me | 
| My baby told, 'You don’t' dies, baby | 
| Well, you sho' gotta have a-doggone t. | 
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