Lyrics Slave To The Blues - Ma Rainey

Slave To The Blues

Ain’t robbed no train, ain’t done no hanging crime
Ain’t robbed no train, ain’t done no hanging crime
It’s just that i’m a slave to the blues, even 'bout that man of mine
Blues do tell me, do I have to die a slave
Blues do tell me, do I have to die a slave
Do you hear me screaming, you’re going to take me to my grave
If I could break these chains, and let my worried heart go free
If I could break these chains, and let my worried heart go free
Well it’s too late now, the blues have made a slave of me
You see me raving, you hear me crying
You see me raving, you hear me crying
Oh lord, this wounded heart of mine
Folks i’m a‑grieving, from my head to my shoes
I’m a good‑hearted woman, but still i’m chained to the blues