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Oh, I'm really feeling mighty low |
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No, no, no, I got no place that I can go |
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So I've got some blues to sing |
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And oh, so much remembering, woe |
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Black cats, keep away from me |
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Take my advice, go shinning up a tree |
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I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you'll find |
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I ain't lyin', I've got the bluest kinda blues |
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Drivin' me right outta my mind |
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She's gone, said toodle-loo |
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Kissed her goodbye and my, my, my money too |
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I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck you've seen |
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I mean, the way I'm runnin' lately |
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My lucky number is thirteen |
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Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong |
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All wrong, wrong as can be |
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Who's stacking all the decks |
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Lady luck has got the hex on me |
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I'm on her knee da da da da |
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Shove off, oh, I'm warning you |
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This thing I caught, you know could be catchin' too |
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I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be |
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Yes, siree, I guess hard luck always chooses |
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Natural born losers like me, oh ah |
