Roosevelt Sykes The Way I Feel Blues
Hey : I know you don't know the way I feel
Lord you treats me : just like my heart is made of steel
My baby : don't see why I *pone thee* no more
Lord I believe to my soul : that she's got the man next
door
I woke up this morning : just as sick as I could be
Now nothing but these blues : almost killing poor me
I spoke hard words to my mother : even to my dear old dad
too
Which I wouldn't have spoken : if it hadn't've been for
you
Since we been apart : my life don't seem the same
Lord it breaks my heart : to hear the *work‑hard* Miss
so‑and‑so's name
