Worrying Blues

I went down on the corner with my
Tazor in my hand, to kill that woman about
Lovin' another man
You know it's worrying me, aw it's worrying me
I've packed my suitcase, walk on back to Tennessee

I'm so sad and lonely, lost and rebuked
Can't have no loving but still have the blues
You know it's worrying me, (it's worryin me too), oh it's worrying me
I've packed my suitcase, walk on back to Tennessee

I went to my baby knocked on, her backdoor
And she says she can't, use me no more
You know it's worrying me, oh it's worrying me
I've packed my suitcase, walk on back to Tennessee

[Spoken: Tampa Joe]
The woman I've got'll worry anybody's mind. Keeps me worried all the time, boy

Eddie's got the rub board, mama's got the tub
Sister got the liquor, and brother got the jug
You know it's worrying me, oh it's worrying me
I've packed my suitcase, walk on back to Tennessee

Our water pipes are busted, water's running cold
Mama's in the basement, trying to find the hole
You know it's worrying me, oh it's worrying me (worrying me too, boy)
I've packed my suitcase, going on back to Tennessee