"I woke up morning baby The blues was out of me" Cent fois ces mots je les ai Ces mots que d'autres avaient De ma voix, de toute mon ame "With all the that I can" Le blues comme on me l'a "I up this morning baby" Mais ce la, j'ai compris
"I up this morning baby The was pouring out of me" A hundred times I those words Those words wrote all my voice, with all my soul "With all the that I can" The like I learned it "I woke up morning baby" But that morning, I La peine aux longs champs de de mon cocon Les coups, le sang, les temps mal en fermant les yeux
The hard work in the cotton I was in my cocoon The hits, the blood, the mud I was while closing my eyes "His far away" J'ai des pardons, j'ai des l'blues c'est pas des phrases en l'air
"His far away" I have forgives, I have But the blues isn't you throw in the air "I up this morning baby" Mais ce t'as vraiment froid Tu comprends du fond de ta les blues sont ecrits pour toi
"I up this morning baby" But this morning you're cold You understand deep in chest All the blues are for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me knows how I really feel Nobody knows, cares" Les mots te brulent un par un comme Comme s'ils t'appartiennent Ces etaient les tiens
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody knows how I really knows, nobody cares" Words are your one by one like if Like if they are yours Those blues were De toute ma voix, mon ame, "with all the soul that I can" Le blues qu'on n'm'a appris "I woke up morning, the blues was pouring out of me knows, nobody sees" With all my voice, all my soul, "with all the that I can" The blues I was taught "I up this morning, the blues was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees"