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My man packed his trunks, said, "I'm a-goin' away," |
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Packed his trunks and said, "I'm goin' away, |
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And I won't be back until ya change your funny ways." |
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And he said, "I'll write you soon's I find the time, |
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Honey, I'll write you soon's I find the time." |
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He's been gone so long, I guess he just couldn't spare the dime. |
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And he said, "I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart, |
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Honey, I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart, |
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But, remember, sometime the best of friends must part." |
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And I run, run to my window, train go rollin' by, |
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Run to window, train go rollin' by. |
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I got the blues so bad that I could lay me down and die. |
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Now, hey, hey, mister mailman, did ya bring me any news? |
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Hey, mister mailman, bring me any news? |
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Well, if I didn't get a letter, I got the special delivery blues. |
