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Woke up this mornin' feelin' bad |
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Thinkin' 'bout the good things |
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I once had had |
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Ain't no good, feelin' this a way |
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Gonna rock my blues away |
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Gonna get up |
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Tear my blue self down |
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When I get through boogyin' |
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Won't be no more blues around |
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Drank some whiskey, beer and wine |
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Ya know I been mistreated & |
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I don't mind dyin' |
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C'mere momma, bring me one more pint |
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Gonna get stoned, gonna wreck this joint |
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Gonna get up |
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Tear my blue self down |
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When I get through boogy'in' |
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Won't be no more blues around |
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Spendin' money, lord, feelin' good |
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Gettin' down like |
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I knew I would |
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I don't trust women, don't like men |
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Might not feel this good again |
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Gonna get up |
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Tear my blue self down |
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When I get through boogy'in' |
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Won't be no more blues around |
