Preaching Blues (Up Jumped The Devil)

Is up this mornin, ah, blues walkin like a man
Is up this mornin, ah, blues walkin like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
And the blues fell mamas child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mamas child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just cant 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 aint 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, Im on drive my blues away
Goin to the stilry, stay out there all day