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When my baby moved out and the blues moved in |
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There wasn't nothin' I could do |
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Said Mosey around with my head in my hands |
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"Lord, what am I comin' to |
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I just keep moanin', moanin' the blues" |
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I wrote a nice, long letter sayin', "Mama, please come home |
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Your daddy is lonesome and all I do is moan" |
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Well I been lovin' that gal for so doggone long |
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I can't afford to lose her now |
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I thought I was right but I must of been wrong |
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'Cause my head is startin' to bow |
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And now I'm moanin', moanin' the blues |
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Well if you want a good gal to stay around |
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You gotta treat her nice and kind |
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'Coz if you do her wrong, she'll leave this town |
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And you'll almost lose your mlind |
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Then you'll moanin', moanin' the blues |
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Baby, baby, baby, honey baby, please come home |
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Your daddy is lonesome and all I do is moan |
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Well I been lovin' that gal for so doggone long |
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I can't afford to lose her now |
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I thought I was right but I must of been wrong |
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'Cause my head is startin' to bow |
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And now I'm moanin', moanin' the blues |