Moanin' the Blues

Well, I woke up this mornin', mama, 'as feelin' bad

Got to thinkin' about the times I once have had

Now, if you don't want me why don't you tell me so?

I could get a woman anywhere I go

Lord, I asked the judge, "What should be my fine?"

Said, "Eleven, twenty-nine and fifty dollar fine."

Yes, I asked the judge to be "easy as you can

That's all I want, you to slip me from the pen."

Ummm, ummm

Cryin' ummm, ummm

Cryin' ummm, ummm

Ever since my mother has been dead

Been troubles and trials jumpin' 'cross my head

Cryin' ummm, don't nobody know

Cryin' ummm, don't nobody know

Ummm