Morning Blues

C G C G Been in business, been in love, C G D G Used to fly high like a turtle dove. C G C G Had the Blues many a time; C G D G Just a girl on a poor boy's mind G I got the Mourning Blues, oh so bad! C G D G Honey, come and kiss me; they're the worst I ever had. C G C G Nickel's worth of grease, and a dime's worth of lard; C G D G I would buy more but the times are hard. C G C G Ain't no need for me to hard, C G D G I can live off the chickens in my neighbor's yard. G I got the Mourning Blues, oh so bad! C G D G Honey, come and kiss me; they're the worst I ever had. C G C G I woke up this morning with a pain in my head, C G D G So I crawled right back in bed. C G C G Alone in the morning makes you feel so bad. C G D G These lonesome blues make you feel so sad.