My good gal is trying to
make a fool out o` me

My good gal is trying to
make a fool out o` me

Trying to make me believe
I`ve got that old TB
I`ve got the TB blues

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 SP
I`ve got the TB blues

I`ve got that old TB,
I can`t eat a bit

I`ve got that old TB,
I can`t eat a bit

Got me worried so,

I can`t even sleep at night

I`ve got the TB blues

I`ve been fighting like a lion,
looks like I`m
goin` to loose

I am fighting like a lion,
looks like I`m going
to loose

`Cause ain`t nobody ever
with the TB blues
I`ve got the TB blues

Lose the graveyard
is a lonesome place

Lord, that old graveyard
is a lonesome place

That put you on your back,
throw that mud down in
your face

I`ve got the TB blues