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B.B. King - Backwater Blues |
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It rained five days |
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The sky has turned black as night |
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Oh, it rained five days |
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And the sky has turned black as night |
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And there's trouble takin' place |
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Way down in the lowlands tonight |
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I woke up this mornin' |
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And I couldn't get out of my front door |
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I woke up this mornin' |
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And I couldn't get out of my front door |
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It was so much trouble |
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Make a poor man wonder where he wanna go |
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They rowed a little boat |
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About five miles 'cross the pond |
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They rowed a little boat |
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About five miles 'cross the pond |
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I packed up all of my things and threw 'em in |
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Boys and the boat rowed along |
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I climbed up on the high lonely hill |
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Oh, I climbed up on the high oh, lonely hill |
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And I looked down at the house |
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Baby, where I used to live |
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Backwater blues caused me |
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To pack my things and go |
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The backwater blues caused me |
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To pack my things and go |
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'Cause my house fell down |
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And I can't live there no more |
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Yeah, when it's thunderin' and lightnin' |
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And the rain begin to pour |
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When it's thunderin' and lightnin' |
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And the wind begin to blow |
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There are so many poor people |
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That didn't have no place to go |