The Gun Club - Preaching the Blues

I was up this mornin'Blues walkin' like a manI was up this mornin'Blues walkin' like a manWorried bluesGive me your right handAhBlues fell mama's childTore me all upside downBlues fell mama's childTore me all upside downTravel on ol' jeffrey leeYa knowCan't seem to turn him aroundSo preach the bluesPreach the blues nowBlues is low down shaking chillBlues is low down shaking chillYou ain't never had themI don't believe you willBlues is an achin' old heart diseaseBlues is an achin' old heart diseaseIt's like consumptionBabyKillin' me by degreesSo preach the bluesPreach the blues nowI had religionLordThis dayVery dayI had religionLordThis very dayBut the womens and the whiskeyThey would not let me prayGonna get me religionGonna join the baptist churchGonna get me religionGonna join the baptist churchGonna be a baptist preacherSo I don't have to workAnd preach the bluesAnd preach the blues now