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I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes |
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You know by that |
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I got these old walkin' blues |
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Woke this mornin' feelin' round for my shoes |
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Well you know by that, |
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I got these old walkin' blues |
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I feel like blowin' my old lonesome horn |
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I got up this mornin', all |
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I had was gone |
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Well I feel like blowin' my lonesome horn |
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You know I got up this mornin', all |
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I, all I had was gone |
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Well, leave this mornin' if |
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I have to, ride the blinds |
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I feel mistreated, and |
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I don't mind dyin' |
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Leavin' this mornin', if |
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I have to ride the blind |
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Babe, I've been mistreated, baby and |
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I don't mind dyin' |
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Some people tell me that the worried blues ain't bad |
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Worst old feelin' |
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I most ever had |
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Some people tell me these old worried old blues ain't bad |
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You know they're the worst old feelin', |
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I most ever had |
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Elgin movements from his head down to his toes |
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Breaks in on a dollar most anywhere he goes |
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He's got Elgin movements from his head down to his |
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Lord, he break in on a dollar, most anywhere he goes |
