«Strugglin’ Woman’s Blues»
Tekst: Clara Smith Musikk: Clara Smith
Every morning, early every morning, I have to rise with the rising sunEvery morning, early every morning, I have to rise with the rising sun
A poor struggling woman, her work ain't never done.
Folks say I'm a fool, just a working fool, for that man of mine
Folks say I'm a fool, just a working fool, for that man of mine
But what he done to me, will come back to him in time
My man don't want me, trouble haunt me, I always loose
My man don’t want me, trouble haunt me, I always loose
Hard work ain’t hurting me but I'm just dying, with the blues
But I'll keep on struggling, always struggling, with my heavy load
But I'll keep struggling, always struggling, with my heavy load
I may find a happy home, but further on down the road