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B.B. King - I Get So Weary |
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I get so weary every time the sun goes down |
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I get so weary in the evening when the sun goes down |
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I get so lonesome when my baby's not around |
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When I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call |
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When I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call |
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I am here so sad and lonely for my baby and that ain't all |
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When I get up in the morning just before the break of day |
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Oh, I get up in the morning just before the break of day |
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Thinking about my baby but I know she's on her way |
