Down in Atlanta GA under the viaduct every day
Drinking corn and hollerin’ hooray, pianos playing ’til the break of day
But as I turned my head I loudly said

Preach ’em blues, sing them blues, they certainly sound good to me
I’ve been in love for the last six months and ain’t done worryin’ yet
Moan them blues, holler them blues, let me convert your soul
‘Cause just a little spirit of the blues tonight
Let me tell you, girls, if your man ain’t treatin’ you right
Let me tell you, I don’t mean no wrong
I will learn you something if you listen to this song
I ain’t here to try to save your soul
Just want to teach you how to save your good jelly roll
Goin’ on down the line a little further now, there’s a many poor woman down
Read on down to chapter nine, women must learn how to take their time
Read on down to chapter ten, taking other women men you are doin’ a sin
Sing’em, sing’em, sing them blues, let me convert your soul

Lord, one old sister by the name of Sister Green
Jumped up and done a shimmy you ain’t never seen
Sing’em, sing’em, sing them blues, let me convert your soul.