Strolling Beale No. 1 - Rufus Thomas

I woke up this mornin'

Just as blue as I could be

I woke up this mornin'

Just as blue as I could be

I looked all around my bedroom

My woman had cut out on me

So I started strollin' and drinkin'

Strolling Beale Street, up and down

Strolling Beale Street, up and down, oh, oh

I enquired about my baby

But my woman could not be found, oh, no, no

I saw my baby comin'

She was comin' with a smile

She said, «I'm comin' home to you, baby

Comin' home to my baby child»

I, I’ll never leave you

Oh, oh, you know just how I feel

I’ll forever be with you, baby

So you won’t have to keep on strolling Beale