| Song | Seminole Blues |
| Artist | Tampa Red |
| Album | Bottleneck Blues Anthology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tampa Red | |
| 作曲 : Tampa Red | |
| My baby's gone, won't be back no mo' | |
| She won't be back no mo', whoa-ooh | |
| My baby's gone, she won't be back no mo' | |
| She left this mo'nin', she caught that Seminole | |
| I got the blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk, ooh-ooh | |
| The blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| I would follow my baby | |
| But it hurt my feet to walk | |
| She gimme her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She let me draw her pay, yeah | |
| She give me her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She was a real good woman | |
| But unkindness drove her 'way | |
| I've got the Seminole blues | |
| Leaving on my mind | |
| Leaving on my mind, whoa-ooh | |
| Seminole blues, leaving on my mind | |
| I'm goin' to find my baby | |
| If I have to ride the blind |
| zuo ci : Tampa Red | |
| zuo qu : Tampa Red | |
| My baby' s gone, won' t be back no mo' | |
| She won' t be back no mo', whoa-ooh | |
| My baby' s gone, she won' t be back no mo' | |
| She left this mo' nin', she caught that Seminole | |
| I got the blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk, ooh-ooh | |
| The blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| I would follow my baby | |
| But it hurt my feet to walk | |
| She gimme her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She let me draw her pay, yeah | |
| She give me her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She was a real good woman | |
| But unkindness drove her ' way | |
| I' ve got the Seminole blues | |
| Leaving on my mind | |
| Leaving on my mind, whoa-ooh | |
| Seminole blues, leaving on my mind | |
| I' m goin' to find my baby | |
| If I have to ride the blind |
| zuò cí : Tampa Red | |
| zuò qǔ : Tampa Red | |
| My baby' s gone, won' t be back no mo' | |
| She won' t be back no mo', whoa-ooh | |
| My baby' s gone, she won' t be back no mo' | |
| She left this mo' nin', she caught that Seminole | |
| I got the blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk, ooh-ooh | |
| The blues so bad | |
| It hurt my tongue to talk | |
| I would follow my baby | |
| But it hurt my feet to walk | |
| She gimme her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She let me draw her pay, yeah | |
| She give me her love | |
| Even let me draw her pay | |
| She was a real good woman | |
| But unkindness drove her ' way | |
| I' ve got the Seminole blues | |
| Leaving on my mind | |
| Leaving on my mind, whoa-ooh | |
| Seminole blues, leaving on my mind | |
| I' m goin' to find my baby | |
| If I have to ride the blind |