Hesitation Blues New Lyrics by Gorby Compared to Gary Davis & Jorma Kaukonnen

I woke up this morning at half past four
Hesitation blues came knocking at my door.
Tell me, how long, do I baby, have to wait
Can I let you know? Why must I hesitate?

Ain’t no use in me
Working so hard,
Got me two good women
Workin’ in the rich folks’ yard.

I ain’t your good man,
Ain’t your good man’s son,
But I can be your good man
‘Til your good man comes.

Well, I ain’t no miller,
Ain’t no miller’s son,
But I can grind a little corn
‘Til the miller comes.

I ain’t no wine presser,
Ain’t no wine presser’s son,
But I can press your wine
‘Til the wine presser comes.

Ain’t no cradle rocker,
Ain’t no cradle rocker’s son,
But I can do a little rockin’ for you
‘Til the cradle-rocker comes.

Well, I ain’t no doctor,
Ain’t no doctor’s son,
But I can cure your aches and pains
‘Til the real doctor comes.

I ain’t no bookkeeper,
ain’t no bookkeeper’s son,
But I can do a little book-keeping
‘Til the CPA comes.

I ain’t no milkman,
Ain’t no milkman’s son,
But I can do a little milking
‘Til your milkman comes.

I ain’t no chauffeur,
Ain’t no chauffeur’s son,
But I can do a little driving
‘Til your chauffeur comes.

Well, I ain’t no back-breaker,
ain’t no back-breaker’s son,
But I can stretch out my back,
‘Til your back-breaker comes

I ain’t no rent payer,
Ain’t no rent payer’s son,
But I can scrape up a few months’ rent
‘Til the tenant comes.

I got hesitating stockings,
Hesitating shoes,
Got a hesitating woman
Sings the hesitating blues.