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I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me
I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me
My man had packed his grip, said he was leaving for Tennessee
Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay
Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay
But good luck is old fortune and it's bound to fall my way
Lord, I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
I said I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
It takes a worried woman to trust this worried song
If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time
If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time
Till the man I love would ease my troubled mind