T.b. Blues Lyrics - Hank Snow

My good gal's trying to make a fool out of me 

Yes my gal's trying to make a fool out of me 

Trying to make me believe I ain't got that ol' TB 

When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me Lord Lord 

When it rained down sorrow it rained all over me hey 

Cause my body ripples like a train on that old SP 

[ guitar ] 

I got that old TB I can't eat a bite 

Got that old TB I can't eat a bite 

Got me worried soul I can't even sleep at night 

I've been fightin' like a lion looks like I'm goin' to you 

I've been fightin' like a lion looks like I'm goin' to you 

Cause there ain't nobody ever with the TB blues 

[ dobro ] 

Gee but that graveyard is a lonesome place hey hey 

Lord but that graveyard is a lonesome place 

They put you on your back put that mud down in your face