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You know, you get the strangest feelin' |
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Yeah, when a guitar plays the blues |
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You know, you get the strangest little feelin' |
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Yeah, when a guitar plays the blues |
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You know, your body gets a message |
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Yeah, your soul has got to move |
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You know, you might even bat your eye |
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Yeah, you might even snatch or cry |
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Yeah, the feelin' you're feelin' within you |
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Well, you know, you just can't hide |
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You got to bend it like that |
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You kinda squeeze it like this |
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And it reaches down inside you |
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Yeah, your soul let just can't resist |
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'Cause you get the strangest kinda feelin' |
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Yeah, when that guitar plays the blues |
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You know, your body gets a message |
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Yeah, your soul, your soul |
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Your soul has got to move |
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And when the music's over |
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It's time to turn out the lights |
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You know the blues goes home with ya |
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Yeah, that soothes you through the night |
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You get the strange kinda feelin' |
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Yeah, when that guitar plays the blues |
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You know, your body gets the message |
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And your soul, your soul, your soul |
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Your soul has got to move |
