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Sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere |
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People, I'm in my one room country little shack |
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I'm sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere |
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People, I'm in my own, own one room country little shack |
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All my worries and companion |
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Is a old, is a old eleven foot cotton sack |
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I'm gonna leave, oh, early in the mornin' |
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People, because |
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I'm 'bout to go out of my mind |
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I'm gonna leave you early in the mornin' |
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People because, just because |
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I'm 'bout to go out of my mind |
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I'm gonna find me some kind of good woman |
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Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind |
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Play your piano [Incomprehensible] |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Lord, you make me feel so good this morning, do it again |
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Have mercy, have mercy on me, have mercy on me |
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Alright, yes, yes, yes, oh |
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Lord, have mercy |
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You don't know |
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You don't know how, how |
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I feelLord, have mercy down in this cotton field |
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You don't know |
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People, people, you don't know how |
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I feelHave mercy in this cotton field |
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I know you're out there havin' a good time |
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Why don't you, why don't you make connection with me |
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And give me some good deal? |
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Let me have a little bit of |
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Otis Spann, please |
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So many ways |
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So many ways you can get the blues |
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So many ways |
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So, so many ways you can get the blues |
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Yes, when you're down here on one of these cotton fields |
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Lord, you ain't got nothing to lose |
