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Getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell |
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Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell |
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Lay awake at night and just can't eat a bite |
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Used to be my rider |
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but she just won't treat me right |
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Got a red-eyed captain |
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and a squabbling boss |
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Got a mad dog sergeant, honey, and he won't knock off |
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I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell |
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Lord, I wouldn't 've been here if it had not been for Nell |
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I asked the government to knock some days off my time |
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Well, the way I'm treated, I'm about to lose my mind |
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I wrote to the governor, please turn me a-loose |
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Since I don't get no answer, I know it ain't no use |
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I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell |
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Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell |
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I hate to turn over and find my rider gone |
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Walking across my floor, Lordy, how I moan |
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Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell |
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I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell |
