The Harlem Renaissance

Woke Up This Morning

Blind Cabbage Jefferson

 

Woke up this morning

Woke up this morning

with blood on my hands

Can't see, can't feel

What happened last night?

I drink my whiskey

And jump into a greyhound bus

Don't know where I'm going

but i ride along

I get out and see a sign reading New York City

My teeth be feeling gritty

I look in my pockets, but all I got is fifty

I be looking and looking until I find a cheap motel

They ain't got no more whiskey so I scream

"OH WELL"

I hope Joe don't find me

He scares me to death

I sleep, but a yell from my door jerks me awake

It's Joe, he's found me

I scream and I run

But that poor sucker already pulled out a gun