Tb Blues

C7
My good gal’s trying to make a fool out of me.
   F                                  C
My gal’s trying to make a fool out of me,
          G7                                     C
Trying to make me believe I ain’t got that old T.B.
               G7 C
I’ve got the T.B. blues.

C7
When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me.
        F                                      C
When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me,
         G7                                      C
Cause my body rattles like a train on that old S.P.
               G7 C
I’ve got the T.B. blues.

C7
I’ve got that old T.B., I can’t eat a bite.
         F                       C
Got that old T.B., I can’t eat a bite.
       G7                               C
Got me worried so I can’t even sleep at night.
               G7 C
I’ve got the T.B. blues.

C7
I’ve been fightin’ like a lion, looks like I’m going to lose.
          F                                             C
I’ve been fightin’ like a lion, looks like I’m going to lose,
            G7                                 C
Cause there ain’t nobody ever whipped the T.B. blues.
               G7 C
I’ve got the T.B. blues.

C7
Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place.
F                                     C
Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place.
             G7                                        C
They put you on your back, throw that mud down in your face.
               G7 C
I’ve got the T.B. blues.

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