Beale Street Mess Around

[Verse 1]
Woke up early this morning, blues all 'round my bed
Woke up early this morning, blues all 'round my bed
And this blues a killer, [?]

[Verse 2]
I sit right here thinking thousand miles away
I sit right here think a thousand miles away
I'm studying 'bout that brown-skin on my mind

[Verse 3]
I'm gon’ blow this town, honey, it won't be long
I'm gon’ blow this town, honey and it won't be long
And I won't be dead, just won't blow back here no more

[Verse 4]
And I'm going for the summer, won't be back till fall
And I'm going for the summer, won't be back till fall
Times don't get no better, think I'll blow back here no more

[Verse 5]
Woke up Sunday morning child, honey, it won't be long
And it's Monday morning, honey and it won't be long
(Sing that thing, boy. Sing it!)
You gone look for me, I'll be a thousand miles away

[Verse 6]
If you take these blues, lay ‘em on your shelf
Can you take these blueses, lay ‘em on your shelf
Yes blues till morning, sing them to yourself