Jimmie Rodgers - Tb blues

^C7My good gal’s trying to make a fool out of me. My ^Fgal’s trying to make a fool out of ^Cme, Trying to ^G7make me believe I ain’t got that old T.^CB. I’ve got the T.^G7B. ^Cblues.

^C7When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me. When it ^Frained down sorrow, it rained all over ^Cme, Cause my ^G7body rattles like a train on that old S.^CP. I’ve got the T.^G7B. ^Cblues.

^C7I’ve got that old T.B., I can’t eat a bite. Got that ^Fold T.B., I can’t eat a ^Cbite. Got me ^G7worried so I can’t even sleep at ^Cnight. I’ve got the T.^G7B. ^Cblues.

^C7I’ve been fightin’ like a lion, looks like I’m going to lose. I’ve been ^Ffightin’ like a lion, looks like I’m going to ^Close, Cause there ^G7ain’t nobody ever whipped the T.B. ^Cblues. I’ve got the T.^G7B. ^Cblues.

^C7Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place. ^FGee, but that graveyard is a lonesome ^Cplace. They put you ^G7on your back, throw that mud down in your ^Cface. I’ve got the T.^G7B. ^Cblues.