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Written by homesick james williamson. |
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You've got to move, you can't stay here no more |
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You've got to move, you can't stay here no more, oh yes |
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You're my baby, i love you so, |
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But, still you've got to go - away from here |
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You won't cook, you won't wash |
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You won't iron, you won't sew |
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Oh, no, you won't even scrub the floor |
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You're my baby, i love you so, |
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But, still you've got to go - away from here |
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Well, i'd rather be dead and in my grave |
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Then to see another man here to take my place |
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Oh, yes, you've got to move, yeah |
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You're my baby, i love you so, |
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But still you've got to go away from here |
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Break: |
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Well, i'd rather be dead and in my grave |
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Then to see another man here to take my place |
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Umm, yes, you've got to move, yeah |
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You're my baby, i love you so, |
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But still you've got to go away from here |
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You got to move, away from here |
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Oh, yes, you got to move, away from here |
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You're my baby, i love you so |
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But still you've got to go away from here |
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Let's bring it out now |
