My good gal's tryin' to make a fool outta me Lord, my gal's tryin' to make a fool outta me Tryin' to make me believe I ain't got that old T.B. I've got the T.B. blues When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me Cause my body rattles like a train on that old S.P. I've got the T.B. blues I've got that old T.B. I can't eat a bite Got me worried so I can't even sleep at night I've got the T.B. blues I've been fightin' like a lion, looks like I'm going to lose I've been fightin' like a lion, looks like I'm going to lose Cause ain't nobody ever whipped the T.B. blues I've got the T.B. blues Gee, but the graveyard is a lonesome place Lord, that old graveyard is a lonesome place They put you on your back, throw that mud down in your face I've got the T.B. blues