Mmmm, blues early in the mornin,
Whoa, Lord, ya know I have them late at
Mmmm, early in the mornin,
God knows I have 'em late at night
Yeah, you know I been wonderin why my little baby,
She just won't straighten up and fly right
Well, you take a man have the blues,
Whoa, he can't last very long
Mmmmmm,
Whoa, he can't last very long
Well, he wake up early and he moanin, "Om", in the woods,
That poor child, God, is gone