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Led Zeppelin |
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Miscellaneous |
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Travelling Riverside Blues |
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Hey! |
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That's right! |
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Asked sweet mama, let me |
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A-be her kid. She said-a |
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"Ya might get hurt if ya do y'oughta |
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A-keep it hid". Well ah-hah, |
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I know my baby |
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If I see her in the dark, |
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I said I know my rider |
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If I see her in the dark. |
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Now, I'm goin' to Rosedale |
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Take my rider by my side. |
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Still barrelhouse |
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But it's on the riverside, yeah. |
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I know my baby Lord, I said |
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Beware there's something wrong. |
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I know my mama Lord, a brownskin |
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But she ain't no plum ah-hah. |
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See my baby, tell, |
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Tell her hurry home. |
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Ain't had no lovin' since |
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My baby been gone yeah. |
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See my baby, |
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Tell her hurry on home. |
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I ain't had no, my right mind |
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Since my rider's been gone. |
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Hey, gonna stay my, she's my rider. |
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I wanna tell you she's my rider. |
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Blow your mind, she's my rider. |
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She ain't but sixteen but she's my rider. |
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I'm goin'a Rosedale |
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Take my rider by side. |
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Anybody argue with me man I'll keep them |
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Satisfied. Well, I |
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See my baby, tell her, |
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Tell her the shape I'm in. |
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Ain't had no lovin', |
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Lord since you know when. |
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Ahhh yeah! |
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My, my, my, my. |
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Ah. |
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Why don't you come in my kitchen? |
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She's a kindhearted baby. |
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She studies evil all the time. |
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She's a kindhearted woman. |
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Studies evil all the time. |
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Squeeze my lemon |
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'Til the juice runs down my leg. |
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Squeeze it so hard |
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I fall right outa bed. |
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Can you squeeze my lemon |
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'Til the juice runs down my leg? |
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I wonder if you know what I'm talkin' about! |
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Oh, well the way that you squeeze it girl, |
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I swear I'm gonna fall right out of bed. |
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Ahh an' she's a good rider. |
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Hey~yeah. |
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She's my kindhearted baby. |
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I wanna take my rider by my side yeah. |
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I said her front teeth are lined with gold. |
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She's got a mortgage on my body, |
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Got a lien on my soul. |
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She's my brownskin sugar plum. |
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She makes me... |
