Born With The Blues

I was born with the blues

I got 'em all down in my shoes

Hey, I was born with the blues

I got 'em all down in my shoes

Oh, it's you I'm loving, baby

Sure 'nough it's you I hate to lose

I wake up early every morning, hey

Girl, I'm gonna face in the rising sun

Hey, I wake up early every morning

Girl, I'm gonna face in the rising sun

Oh, if you miss me by eight o'clock, baby

You can bet your bottom dollar old P is gone

I wanna hear some funky harp one time

Woo!

Sound like the mailman is coming today

Have mercy

Do your thing, baby

If your love is alright

Oh, we gonna keep on loving you

If you're loving me tonight

You bet me everything is alright

Oh, I was born with the blues

Woman, tell me what you got to lose

Yeah, we want love, oh