Lyrics Countin' the Blues (Ver.2) - MA Rainey & Her Georgia Jazz Band, Ma Rainey, Her Georgia Jazz Band

Countin' the Blues (Ver.2)

Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Trying to count these blues so I could sing 'em all
Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free
Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free
Graveyard, 'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from Stingaree
Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long
Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long
Downhearted, Gulf Coast--they was all good songs
Lord, 'rested at midnight;
jailhouse made me loose my mind
Lord, 'rested at midnight;
jailhouse made me loose my mind
Bad Luck 'n' Boll-Weevil made me think of old Moonshine
Lord, goin' to sleep now for mama just got bad news
Lord, goin' to sleep now for mama just got bad news
To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues