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Down in Atlanta, GA, under the viaduct ev'ry day, drinking corn and hollerin' hooray |
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Pianos playing till the break of day |
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But as I turned my head, I loudly said, "Preach 'em blues, sing them blues" |
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They certainly sound good to me |
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I've been in love for the last six months and ain't done worrying yet |
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Moan'em blues, holler them blues |
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Let me convert your soul |
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'Cause just a little spirit of the blues tonight |
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Let me tell you, girls, that your man ain't treating you right |
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Let me tell you I don't mean no wrong |
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I will learn you something if you listen to this song |
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I ain't here to try to save your soul, just want to teach you how to save your good |
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Jelly roll |
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Going on down the line a little further now |
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There's many a poor woman down |
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Read on down to chapter nine, |
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Woman must learn how to take their time |
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Read on down to chapter ten, |
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Taking other women's men, you are doing a sin |
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Sing'em, sing'em, sing them blues |
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Let me convert your soul |
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Now one sister by the name of Sister Green |
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Jumped up and done a shimmy you ain't never seen |
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Sing'em, sing'em, sing them blues |
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Let me convert your soul |
