now the blues grabbed my both legs sunday mornin the chair near throwed me down the blues grabbed my bootleg this mornin a chair near throwed me down lord i wouldn t hate it so bad but the news ain t good all over town now look a here baby yeah where did you stay last night look a here babe where d you stay last night oh when you come home you know you wadn t smellin just right i had a blue bout that baby on one sunday morn i had blues bout that baby on one sunday morn lord i hate to hear my baby way in the night when she groans look a here mama i ain t on fools wit you no mo take yo time play your blue right look a here mama fool wit you no mo well ev rytime i fool wit you you ve got to make me love you mo and mo now my babe got something never told what it is my baby she got something i ain t never told what it is ev ry time that polka shakes an shimmy lord knows i can t be still