blues for Mumma Kathy

well this mornin’ I wuz baffled
but I ain’t yet beaten
said this mornin’ I wuz baffled
but I ain’t yet beaten
least mah belly’s warm ‘n full
cause mah breakfast I’ve just eaten

the walk to work was chilly
crackling ice along the street
yeah, the walk to work was chilly
ice crackin’ all along the street
I’m holdin’ on to thoughts of home
& fuzzy slippers on mah feet

my heartbeat has slowed
gone is the feeling of dread
hands have stopped their shaking
just from picturin’ mah bed
I can see my cosy kitchen
smell the coffee & warm bread
& when mah man shows up on Friday
that black dog will have fled

well this mornin’ I wuz baffled
but I ain’t gone give up yet
yeah, this mornin’ I wuz baffled
but I ain’t gone give up yet
cuz mah man’ll be here Friday,
he’ll hug me tight & I’ll forget

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