Experiment 3: Muddy Water's Country Blues No.1 in a new format

I worked with Alan Lomax's transciption of Muddy's Country Blues No.1. Lomax's transcription is as follows:

Was gettin late over in the evenin, child,
I feel like blowin my horn (making love).
I woke up this mornin,
Find my my little baby gone.

Late on in the evenin, man, man,
I feel like blowin my horn.
Well, I woke up this mornin, baby,
Find my baby gone.

Well, now, some folks say
The old worried blues ain’t bad.
That’s the miserablist feeling,
Child, I most ever had.
Some folks tells me
That the worried blues ain’t bad.
Well, that;s the miserabliest feeling, honey now,
Ooooh, girl, I most ever had.

Well, brooks running into the ocean,
The ocean, the ocean running into the sea,
If I don’t find my baby,
Somebody going, gon bury me.
Brooks run into the ocean, child,
Ocean run into the sea,
Well, if I don’t find my baby, now,
Oh well, girl, you gon to have to bury me.

Yes, minutes seem like hours
And hours seem like days,
Seem like my baby
Will stop her low-down ways.
Minutes seem like hours, child,
And hours seem like days,
yes, seem like my woman, now,
Oh well, girl, she might stop her low-down ways.

Well, I’m leaving this morning
If I have to ride the blinds
I feel mistreated, girl,
You know now, I don’t mind dying.
Leaving this morniiin (he yodels a little here),
If I have to, now, ride the blinds.
Yes, I have been mistreated now, babe,
And I don’t mind dyin.

My re-formatted transcription is going to have be sent to you (Dr. Sherwood) as an attachment via email as Blogger is reducing my transcription to plain text.