Ma Rainey — Countin the Blues Take 2

[Intro] Lord, I got the blues this mornin' I want everybody to go down in prayer Lord, Lord [Verse 1] Laid in my bed with my face turned to the wall Lord, layin' in the bed with my face turned to the wall Tryin' to count these blues so I could sing them all [Verse 2] Memphis, Rampart, Beale Street, set them free Lord, Memphis, Rampart, Beale Street, set them free Graveyard and 'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from Stinagree [Verse 3] Lord, sittin' on the Southern, gonna ride, ride all night long Lord, sittin' on the Southern, gonna ride all night long Downhearted, Gulf Coast, they was all good songs [Verse 4] Lord, restless at Midnight, Jail-House made me lose my mind Lord, restless at Midnight, Jail-House made me lose my mind Bad Luck and Bo-Weavil made me think of old Moonshine [Verse 5] Lord, going to sleep, boys, mama's just now got bad news Lord, going to sleep now, just now I got bad news To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues