My good gal's trying to make a fool out of me
Yeah, my gal's trying to make a fool out of me
Trying to make me believe I ain't got that old T.B.
When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me
When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me
'Cause my body rattles like a train on that old S.P.
I've got the T.B. blues
Gee but that graveyard is a lonesome place
That old graveyard is a lonesome place
They put you on your back and put that mud down in your face
I've got that old T.B. and I can't eat a bite
I've got that old T.B., I can't eat a bite
She's got me worried soul I can't even sleep at night
I've got the T.B. blues
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