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My mother and father were great people |
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Oh what a beautiful memory of them |
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My father used to sing a sweet love song |
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Mother would sing that soul for him |
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I guess I'm just a man with a different mood |
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Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues |
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A beautiful bird whispering down through the trees |
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I know I can't dig the sweet melody |
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I'm so blue and all alone |
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I wonder what in the hell is wrong with me? |
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I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood |
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Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues |
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Mister bartender |
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I want you play the jukebox for me |
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I say, I want you to take my last dime |
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And put it on B.B. Ray or me |
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I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood |
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Ah Lord, oh I can't hear nothing but the blues |
