verse 1 My good gal’s trying to make a fool out of me. My gal’s trying to make a fool out of me, Trying to make me believe I ain’t got that old T.B. I’ve got the T.B. blues. verse 2 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. verse 3 I’ve got that old T.B., I can’t eat a bite. 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. verse 4 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 there ain’t nobody ever whipped the T.B. blues. I’ve got the T.B. blues. verse 5 Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place. Gee, but that 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.