A Worried Woman's Blues
Helen Humes
I woke up this morning,
Rolled from side to side.
I woke up this morning,
Rolled from side to side.
I grabbed my pillow,
The lord how i screamed and cried.
Oh, heaven 's made you brown-skin,
The angels gave you cold black hair.
Oh, heaven 's made you brown-skin,
The angels gave you cold black hair.
Oh, a brown-skinned man can get,
A good woman most anywhere.
Ohhhhhhhhh, lord, listen to my plea.
Ohhhhh, lord, listen to my plea.
Please hear my cry,
And give me back my "usta" be.
I've got my ticket,
Don't make me miss my train.
I've got my ticket,
Don't make me miss my train.
I'm gonna ride until,
I can't hear them call your name.