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Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline. That's the troublingest woo-hoo (woman?), that I ever seen. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow. I hope my baby, don't leave me no more. Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home? You know I love you baby, but you've been gone too long. |
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How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around
How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around I'd soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand Say I'd feel much better darling, if you'd just only understand I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes I'm going upstairs, I'm gonna bring back down my clothes, do them all If anybody ask about me, just tell'em I walked out on |
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Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, somebody knocking on my door Well, I'm so worried, don't know where to go Well, somebody calling me, calling on my telephone Well, somebody calling me, over my telephone Well, keep on calling, tell them I'm not at home (Hums) Well, don't not worry, Daddy's gone to bed |
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If you're a long way from home,
Can't sleep at night. Grab your telephone, Something just ain't right. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. Well, long way from home and, Can't sleep at all. You know another mule, Is kickin in your stall. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. You better catch him, Cause somethin wrong, In your home. Well, if ya call her on the telephone, And she answers aweful slow, Grab the first train smokin, If you have to hobo. That's evil, Evil is goin on wrong. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. If you make it to your house, Knock on the front door, Run around to the back, You'll catch him just before he go. That's evil, Evil is goin on. I am warnin ya brother, You better watch your happy home. |
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Well I'm gonna get up in the morning
Hit the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Hit the Highway 49 I've been looking for my woman Lord don't think she can't be found Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 Malvina my woman She out on the Highway 49 I'm gonna get up in the morning Roll on down the line I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed I believe, I believe, I believe I'll dust my bed Out on the Highway 49 I have walked till I am dead I got the blues this morning Rollininto Jackson town I got the blues this morning I'm rolling into Jackson town I've been looking for my baby Lord don't think the girl can't be found Long tall momma She don't pay me no mind Yeah long tall momma She don't pay me no mind All she wanna do Walk the Highway 49 |
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Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home. No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone. Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Poor boy sews patches on his clothes, Stuffs newspaper in his shoes. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I got so many friends in Chicago, Place just can't do me no harm. |
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Lookie here baby what you tryin' to do, tryin' to love me and another man too,
I'm worried about that baby, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. I'm gonna tell you this time, I ain't gonna say no mo', the next time I tell ya I'm gonna let you go 'Cause I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried bout me. Run here baby, sit on my knee, I got something to tell you been worrying me, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. Got up this morning, feeling bad, nobody know how much trouble I've had, I'm worried about you, baby worried about you, Baby worried about you baby, and you better be worried about me. |
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