Lyrics

[Intro] Now this is the TB blues The first woman had the TB she died. The woman didn't have but one child in the world, and that was a girl, and every time she'd come to her bed, she would look up at her mother, and the man she was going with was maybe 25 or 30, but anyhow, one man in the bunch was a sweet-backed man, and all the rest of the men [?] she asked them, "Did you want anything?" She wouldn't have it. She asked the sweet-backed man for one dime; he didn't havе no dime and she worried about it all thе time he was gone [Verse 1] It's too late too late too late too late too late It's too late too late too late too late too late I'm on my way to Denver Mama must have had [?] TB's alright to have but you're friends'll treat you so low down TB's alright to have but you're friends'll treat you so low down Don't you ask them for no favour they'll even stop a'comin around Mmm the TB is killing me Mmm the TB is killing me My mama [?] in the street Well lord my feet couldn't even but walk down the street But the men they're are looking at me from my head to my feet But they're dead now and TB is killing me I want my body buried in the deep blue sea Mmm Mmm I got two [?] cause something is killing me Alright get out [?] talkin to me You're doin alright Well lord my feet couldn't even but walk down the street But the men they're are looking at me from my head to my feet They're dead now and TB is killing me I want my body buried in the deep blue sea