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| 1. |
| 2:51 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:11 |
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| 3. |
| 3:07 | 
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Oh, I've got no one there for now
Since my baby's love had been done with Well, I don't know what to do I sit and cry and sing the blues Well, no one to cry on her sweet name And my heart is filled with pain Oh I only think of you I sit and cry and sing the blues Blues found in my bloodstream Blues found in my home Blues found in my soul I got blues all in my bones Oh no one to depend on Since my baby's love had been gone Oh I don't know what to do I sit and cry and sing the blues Oh yeah! Come here baby! Oh no one to depend on Since my baby's love has been gone Whoa, I don't know what to do I sit and cry and sing the blues I sit and cry and sing the blues |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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| 5. |
| 3:00 |
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| 6. |
| 2:42 |
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| 7. |
| 3:14 |
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| 8. |
| 3:22 |
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| 9. |
| 3:09 |
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When Uncle Sam take all your men
And boys to war I'm 'onna be just like a coon When Uncle Sam take all your men And boys to war Boys, I'm 'onna be just like a coon Ev'ry mornin' before the moon go down I won't start a-tappin 'fore around I roam Uncle Sam leave me alone I got to watch these pretty women While the other men is gone Uncle Sam leave me alone I got to watch these pretty women While the other men is gone Now, it's one thing I will do, Uncle Sam I'll write you when one of these women Treat me wrong I don't want none a-these women Start to fuss an fightin' over me 'Cause, you know Uncle Sam Believe Bukka goin' behind Don't you women start to fussin' And fightin' over me 'Cause Uncle Sam believe Bukka goin' behind If I don't get around to the women In the daytime Old Bukka will be 'round 'fore the sun go downBabe, I don't want ya'all women Start a-fussin' an fight Don't start a-fussin', an fightin' over me I don't want none-a you women start to fussin' Fightin' over me All I want you to do is let me take my time Meet me uptown on a Friday or Saturday, baby I be trampin' on later at Piney down I think I'm gon' have to write Uncle Sam Tell him to send me one or two more men back behind I think I'm gonna have to start to writin' Uncle Sam Tell him to send one or two more men back behind I done got to the place I done got to the place, baby I can't even make it around Befo' the sun go down Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam Uncle Sam's train be on the track early time Uncle Sam's train, Uncle Sam's train Come in early in the mornin' It will be on the track I want you women to go down there Into Union Station in the mo'nin Make like you be in mournin' Be glad when they gone! ~ |
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| 10. |
| 2:28 |
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| 11. |
| 2:54 |
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| 12. |
| 3:08 |
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| 13. |
| 3:24 |
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| 14. |
| 1:27 |
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| 15. |
| - |
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| 16. |
| 3:11 |
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| 17. |
| 3:46 |
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| 18. |
| 3:00 |
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| 19. |
| 3:14 |
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| 20. |
| 3:08 |
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| 21. |
| - |
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| 22. |
| - |
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| 23. |
| 2:34 |
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| 24. |
| 2:51 |
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