Can't seem to turn him around
They would not let me pray
Blues is an achin' old heart disease
Gonna join the Baptist church
Preach the blues now
Ah, blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues is an achin' old heart disease
Blues is low down shaking chill
Gonna get me religion
I had religion, Lord, this very day
Blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Killin' me by degrees
So preach the blues
Gonna join the Baptist church
I had religion, Lord, this day, very day
Travel on ol' Jeffrey Lee, ya know
You ain't never had them
It's like consumption, baby
And preach the blues
Gonna get me religion
Blues is low down shaking chill
I don't believe you will
So I don't have to work
But the womens and the whiskey
Gonna be a Baptist preacher
Preach the blues now
So preach the blues
Worried blues, give me your right hand
