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I was born in Louisiana, I was raised in Algiers |
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And everywhere I been, the peoples all say |
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Ain't nothing in rambling either running around |
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Well, I believe I'll marry, oooo, wooo, Lord, and settle down |
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I first left home, I stopped in Tennessee |
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The peoples all begging, "Come and stay with me" |
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'Cause ain't nothing in rambling, either running around |
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Well, I believe I'll marry, oooo, wooo, Lord, and settle down |
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I was walking through the alley with my hand in my coat |
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The police start to shoot me, thought it was something I stole |
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You know it ain't nothing in rambling, either running around |
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Well, I believe I'll marry, oooo, wooo, Lord, and settle down |
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The peoples on the highway is walking and crying |
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Some is starving, some is dying |
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You know it ain't nothing in rambling, either running around |
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Well, I believe I'll marry, oooo, wooo, Lord, and settle down |
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You may go to Hollywood and try to get on the screen |
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But I'm gonna stay right here and eat these old charity beans |
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'Cause it ain't nothing in rambling, either running around |
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Well, I believe I'll marry, oooo, wooo, Lord, and settle down |