Woke up this mornin’, Blues knockin’ on my door. Yeah, I woke up this mornin’, Blues knockin’ on my door. They said, “Son, we came for you,” Like they done a thousand times before. Coffee on the counter, Cold as my worn-down soul. Yeah, coffee on the counter, Cold as my worn-down soul. A man starts losin’ pieces When the blues take hold. When the blues take hold, Ain’t no shakin’ ’em loose. Yeah, when the blues take hold, Ain’t no shakin’ ’em loose. They wrap around your heartbeat, Turn your good days into bad news. I took a walk ’round midnight, Streetlight flickerin’ low. Took a walk ’round midnight, Streetlight flickerin’ low. Every shadow whispered, “Boy, you ain’t got nowhere left to go.” I hit that harp hard, Like it owed me somethin’ true. Yeah, I hit that harp hard, ’Til my lips turned midnight blue. But even that sweet cryin’ Couldn’t shake these blues loose. When the blues take hold, They get deep down in your bones. Yeah, when the blues take hold, They get deep down in your bones. They wrap around your heartbeat, Turn your good days into bad news.
