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| 3:51 | 
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| 2. |
| 15:01 |
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| 3. |
| 4:09 |
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| 4. |
| 7:58 | 
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I was born in George 27 years ago
Yes I was I was born down in Georgia people let me tell you, 27 years ago Augusta Georgia, that’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout I’ve had heartaches and misery And I ain’t got no place to go Have you ever seen a man, with tears rolling down his face Good God, all-mighty, you know what I’m talking about Have you ever seen a man, with tears rolling down his face You know what I’m talking about They say that a man, a man ain’t supposed to cry But somebody tell me what else can I do? My little girl just walked out on me Mama, ooh mama mama Can you hear your little boy calling your name Yeah yeah Ooh mama mama mama can you hear your little boy calling your name The blues has got me, and I’m in so much misery and pain Somebody, somebody listen to what I got to say I need a little help, I need a little help right now Lord I need I need a helping hand Good God all-mighty, I said I need a little help right now, Lord I need a helping hand My life, my life just ain’t no good And I’m living in the world, without a helping hand Somebody come on and help me out here, come on, come on and help me out right now So long, everybody Lord I don’t see no reason to stay around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let me say it again I said so long, goodbye everybody Lord I don’t see no reason to stay around Well now, the little girl that I love has gone and left me And all my friends, all my friends have put me down All my friends have put me down |
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| 5. |
| 8:27 |
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| 6. |
| 6:58 |
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Well, I wait around the train station
Waitin' for that train Waitin' for the train, yeah Take me home, yeah From this lonesome place Well, now a while lotta people put me down a lotta changes My girl had called me a disgrace Dig The tears burnin' Tears burnin' me Tears burnin' me Way down in my heart Well, you know it's too bad, little girl, It's too bad Too bad we have to part (have to part) Dig Gonna leave this town, yeah Gonna leave this town Gonna make a whole lotta money Gonna be big, yeah Gonna be big, yeah I'm gonna buy this town I'm gonna buy this town An' put it all in my shoe Might even give a piece to you That's what I'm gonna do, What I'm gonna do, What I'm gonna do |
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| 8:52 |
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| 8. |
| 4:37 |
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Hey, look out for my glass up there, man!
That's my drink, man, that's my drink, alright... Make it a double, or eh... Somebody has to sing Some body will sing? Somebody will sing, right? Y'all pass me that bottle, And I'll sing you all a real song Yeah! Let me get my key, ahum! Well, I'm looking through Harlem my stomach squeal just a little more A stagecouch full of feathers and footprints, pulls up to soap-box door Now a lady with a pearl-handled necktie Tied to the driver's fence breathes in my face, bourbon and coke possessed words Haven't I seen you somewhere in hell, or was it just an accident?" (You know how I felt then, and so) Before I could ask "was it the East or West side?" my feet they howled in pain The wheels of a bandwagon cut very deep, but not as deep in my mind as the rain And as they pulled away I could see her words Stagger and fall on my muddy tent Well I picked them up, brushed them off, to see what they say, and you wouldn't believe: 'Come around to my room, with the tooth in the middle, and bring along the bottle and a president' And eh sometimes it's not so easy, baby Especially when your only friend, talks, sees, looks and feels like you, and you do just the same as him (Gets very lonely up this road, baby) (Yeah, hmmm, yeah) (Got more to say!) Well I'm riding through LA, on a bicycle built for fools And I seen one of my old buddies And he say, "you don't look the way you usually do" I say, "well, some people look like a coin-box" He say, "look like you ain't got no coins to spare" And I laid back and I thought to myself, and I said this: I just picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone, and combed this breath right out of my hair And sometimes it's not so easy Especially when your only friend talk, sees, looks and feels like you, and you do just the same as him just got out of a Scandinavian jail, and I'm on my way straight home to you But I feel so dizzy I take a quick look in the mirror, to make sure my friend's here with me too And you know good well I don't drink coffee, so you fill my cup full of sand And the frozen tea leaves on the bottom Sharing lipstick around the broken edge And my coat that you let your dog lay by the fire on And your cat he attacked me from his pill-box ledge And I thought you were my friend too Man, my shadow comes in line before you I'm finding out that it's not so easy Specially when your only friend Talks, looks, sees and feels like you, and you do the same just like him (Lord it's so lonely here, hmmm, yeah) Yeah! (Pass me that bottle over there...) Yeah, yeah, okay... |
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| 12:52 |
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| 10. |
| 3:06 |
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I get stoned
I can't go home I'm calling long distance on a public saxophone My head is achin' Lord my mind is breakin' Feel I got run over by Captain Coconut and his dog named Rover Gotta keep on movin' Gotta keep on movin' To understand both sides of the sky you gotta keep on groovin' yeah, Good groovin' 'Cause you got your God and so do I We gotta keep on lovin' Good, good, good, lovin' Make love on my dyin' bed We gotta stop smokin', stop, stop, I mean cigarette smokin' Or else I cough myself to death And to make love to you baby, I wouldn't even have the breath we gotta keep movin' keep on groovin' Understand both sides of the sky Keep on movin' Keep on movin' You got your God and so do I. |
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