Из альбома: Complete Recorded Works 1925-32, Vol. 2-(1926-27)
When you down and in trouble, tell your trouble to the Lord above.
When you down and in trouble, tell your trouble to the Lord above.
‘Cause you never will be happy, until you find the one you love.
Like a prisoner without a plea, and sentenced without a trial.
Like a prisoner without a plea, and sentenced without a trial.
Like a beating heart longing for love, a heart that never smiles.
You can stay in a town so long, you can feel yourself sinkin’ down.
You can stay in a town so long, you can feel yourself sinkin’ down.
Best to change your way of livin’, and you must change your town.
This mornin’, I sure have got the blues.
This mornin’, I sure have got the blues.
I’ve got a real good mama, to tell my trouble to.