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by Booker |
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T. Jones and |
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William Bell |
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Born under a bad sign. |
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I've been down since |
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I began to crawl. |
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If it wasn't for bad luck, |
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I wouldn't have no luck at all. |
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Bad luck and trouble's my only friend. |
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I've been down ever since |
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I was ten. |
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Chorus You know, wine and women is all |
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I crave. A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave. |
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Chorus First |
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Verse Born under a bad sign. |
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I've been down since |
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I began to crawl. |
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If it wasn't for bad luck, |
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I wouldn't have no luck. |
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If it wasn't for real bad luck, |
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I wouldn't have no luck at all. |
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Born under a bad sign. |
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Born under a bad sign. |
